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By distant moon Date: 2001 Aug 17 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.17.04.06.16362]] |
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She and I sat, arabesque Drilling holes in our brains Filing through lines of powdered soldiers Explaining to each and every one They would be next And they were swept away Just like the two of us Carried to some far off land A dream world, filled with myth, mystery and intrigue The sudden knock went unnoticed Though, our door exploding off it's hinges Spiked our senses... The mobster pictures flashed so quickly On walls and mirrors, as if we were to see them all Then there was the spraying of bullets, muffled in love Cloaked in pillow, fluff and ruffles Riddling our bodies with more holes than our brains Then we lie on the floor Our small, secluded pools of blood Swarmed, mixed and piqued My eyes fluttered open and there we were There was no brutality Just eyes staring blissfully into Another equally blissful set You and I, and only love... |