Saturday 23 July 2011

Burn Out

You had a chance
to say it right
but the words got muddled
in the fight.
We told you
countless
times
that flavour is cheap
when in disguise.
Tell me your wonder
in the death of sleep
as you soak
your poison,
as you weep.
You burned
out,
faded
in your flesh
and now
forever you
soak
in your
death.

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