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Nothing is sadder,
Nothing more shameful
Than a book not read.
A book lost to time.
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Sunday, March 25, 2018
Tuesday, June 28, 2016
BLOOD RED PETALS
A path of red drips down the wall.
A path created for me to find.
By one who returns for me,
Who returns from The Dead.
He had held me in his arms
And I’d nearly lost control.
Kisses had rained across my face
and mouth with mounting passion.
I’d been lost to this world,
Ready to depart for the next.
I’d been saved by flesh and blood
In the form of a beautiful man.
But now the one is back for me
After so many years.
He leaves trails of petals
For me to follow.
Blood red petals.
As red as his eyes.
Do I dare?
How could I not?
THE DEAD GAME
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