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"Eclipse"   5 -  31 - 05



is one's will enough to pull

together the pieces that lay apart

is it possible to take

all that's shattered and dead

revitalize, invigorate

reanimate from a deceased state

is it possible for me to hold

that which is greased and running

the things i so want

they slip from me so

the memories fade, the music dims

and the light shrinks from sight

as i lay, the bed half-warm

in this stream of thought

drowning, i gasp, inhale

i cry for the world has forgotten me

and you, my sun, my light

have left me to the darker side of things

i shed tears with no warmth

they crystalize on cheeks so white

once loved, once kissed

once i was embraced and of foci

now i lay, the bed only half-warm

the state of things no longer a lie...