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Feb 2014
I am failing
I am flailing
Like midair
I am trailing
Leaving a wondrous wake
A shimmering trail of blood
Glistening & mistening
Behind me, hear it whispering
Then comes the flood
Of emotions & of notions
The battered thoughts of you
I am burning
I am darkened
A little bird, a lark and
I am fallen and obscenely splayed
My heart is pumping
I am jumping
At the chance to see
Your pulsing body
So decayed
And I am unafraid
Farah Hizoune
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Farah Hizoune  Maryland
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