Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Gallows. Part II.



... 

Candlelight rushes through golden, empty
Hands 
Where a feather once rested
Drenched in blood
Wrote the last verse...

Solitary confined 
And committed to ones words
To one's unhappiness's... 
The burden never knows... 

Never gets the clue... 

Though, I wonder.... 

'So wept the gallows 
So in deep, the emotion 
Collapse
 Into the heart... 
Like passionless eyes... 
So in deep, the emotion... 

Wept.

Solely weak to end the life...

(To end the artist...) 

Solely weak... 

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