Monday, June 12, 2006

Immortality

A curse you will live to see,
You'll never cease to be.

On the darker side of the world,
I shall rest, snug and curled.

A witness on a starry night,
The moon will moan its elegy,
As you fly and follow the light,
It will hurt to set you free.

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