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A Semi-Sweet Bitter End
Complacency falls victim to those whom
We seem as our vicitmized saviours.
Tragic endings unfold in the
Brightest of days but cannot
Be found when the light dies faster
Than the sounds which surround it.
Worlds and lives are like photos in
An album. We look, glance, point, laugh
Scream, cry and yet loose no beat
In time or place. Our surroundings
Change not from our eyes, but from
Our hearts and minds. Smiles
Cling fastidious to our mouths
Hanging like moths on the wall
Near an entirely too dull light.
Only two things in life are constant
And need not be dwelt upon;
Change
And Sorrow.
One hour photos and a cheap pot
Of coffee are enough to keep me smiling
And yet I know that, for the moment,
It is just for show.
Smiles have become more frequent as of late
As words are spoken more freely.
Free your words, like a pile of autumn leaves.
Let me lay in them, look at the stars
And simply exist for a moment
Before I fall to simplistic dust.
