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by echez
Uploaded 6th Jul 2001

Love has since devoured into reeking sour breaths
Dissolved in the tones of the cracking heart
Was it the fingers that grasped their fragile wings?
That anchored to the ground what should rightly be in flight?
Twinkles in the dark that were never rekindled.
What horrendous maneuver would lead to this?
Was Love's blood drained into the sea at large?
To be dug up in the midst of fire-as stone?
The Finder never finds what the Loser has lost.
But recreates a passion for life in doom
A smirk of the devil presides the act of an angel
And relapse of the thick drumming in the tunnel
Recreates the scene of end-flash and flash again.
Who rings the bell of eternal sleep?