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| on his back he lay with his eyes to the sky his pain was released from his earthly ties... his childrens cries the fear of the cold in his world of lies Her tears came fast and her words came slow.. like _____ tragic flow in her pain she wept, from day to day in the haze of her love she would never obey she began to stray...... and... ........the pain of the solitude and heat of the mid-day the blood ink in red on the paper she penned to the one that she would never see and then with her veil pulled tight, she crossed the bridge again over the river of tears of what might've been like a distant ____ on a lotus leaf, drowned as she was in the ___ of grief and in the blood red dusk, the flames grew higher unbound by the rage of the funeral pi-er she uttered no breath .. nor tear .. nor sigh .. and the crescent moon rose into the sky.. |
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