In a fingersnap
with snipersharp
accuracy
you tore through my heart
ghost, soul and bones
when you laughed
when I said
I love you
.
The day was torn and grim birds yet began to sing as if they knew nothing’s eternal and old gives way to new that man, one day, will fall ...
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