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584 · Feb 2015
The Courier
Life and death, ardent lovers since the dawn of time
Separated by the world like an autumn twig snapped by a ruthless child
Still Life sent heavenly presents to death, by creating the living
Their love conquers, for they never stopped searching

Time adored the pair of lovers,
And became their courier
Delivering life’s gifts to death
Turning the living into ash

“How much do you love me?” she asks
“So much it outshines life and death” he answers
With youthful love and blooming passion he whispers
“Time is on our side, love. We shall last forever”

“Forever is a long time dear”
“We have all the time in the world”
Or at least that’s what he thought
As he picked her up and twirled

But time hurried to bring life’s next gift to death
And so
Cars collided like stars
She falls into an eternal slumber
And he forsaken
With abiding scars

They thought time adored them
But she only admired something purer.
By parting mortal lovers
She brought life and death together.
(First poem? Thanks Avery for encouraging me :))

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