Break apart the lines of text
And rip open the empty chest
Sing me songs before I fall,
She says,
And let me be the one to end it all
I have lost the will
Righteous light of the setting sun
The sun
Setting my eyes before we go
Into darkness,
She said.
I WILL NEVER BE YOURS
Friday, April 12, 2013
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Less about punctuation than the title suggests.
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