The Death of a Christian
Please don't hate me forever
I had to leave
Had to say goodbye.
In life there are these ties we sever
always there
no matter if we want or try.
Endings meet middles
In wide circles
And in time surpass
All we know of our riddles
Every long night in sweet summers grass.
The distance was so great
so great from me to destiny.
I finished my plate (a good girl)
but I can't always be.
Now precious bits of moments
stick
lightly clinging to
my chest, heart, my soul
And as the world laments
And my breath comes fast
I feel in sudden rush
whole.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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Martha
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