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Friday, August 10, 2012


Composed by: Azm

Walking at the speed of memories
gathering the crescendo cries,
numbness on the eye lids,
call for silent suicide.

Abandoning from the bitterly
with a pinch of grey,
pearls of wisdom wrenched,
howling at their dismay.

Copyright © 2012 Azm


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