domingo, noviembre 19, 2017
Not all deaths are equal.
I have seen a certain kind in your eyes,
as to see through a deep black pond.
I have thought death in your eyes will pass me by
and let me stay there, just looking at your eyes.
(which is by itself a sort of death)
But, being realistic, we all well know it will take me,
because that's what all kind of deaths do,
they take people's breath away.
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