Thursday, 29 August 2013

I'm far past gone.

My tears asphyxiate me to the point where I can no longer feel my oscillating lungs,
My tears catch my breath to the point where I can no longer utter the remnants your name,
My tears blind me to the point where I can no longer see the malicious web I've woven,
My tears express the overwhelming pain I feel in my heart as it dissolutes for you,
My tears are the symbol of what a mistake I am.
My tears fall and crash dejectedly around me, leaving only the rubble to mark your departure.
You've left and all that remains is a glacial wind that chills the skeletons off trees.

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