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Jun 2012
Keep your composure
Continue to walk by
Harbor a stuttering, sharp, violent

dormant rage

Trying to understand
Glares that could cut diamonds
Smirk with a gentle, knowing ease
The needle that made love to your arm,
Now in a box, placed with care
In the shadows under your armoire
Whispers that they're nothing
Dust in the city streets
While you make your mark
A **** in concrete
Spelling out what you were
Who you killed
And why you left
They will fade
And you will burn
Forever
Not resting once in a harmony
They see the trail but they cannot follow
The river that sings silently in your veins
Running to a melody only you can hear
Relish the feeling
Of living underwater near
To where
We drowned delicately
Smiling
Drifting out to sea
To get consumed and
Savored by the jaws of the night
Written by
Helena Gray
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