Monday, April 7, 2008

Fireworks in May or a desolate parade

Runaway from the sky as it leaves you at night
in the dark hollow grievance of your flight

Scream into the sun as if there is something it has done
to destroy all you love and enjoy as if your heart is something to mess with

Demolish the skylight because it could never do as much for you as i did,
always wanting something in return

Forget the clock, the times that mattered and the times we shared so oddly paired only to disappear with the bang of a flare

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