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Friday, April 19, 2013

Little Angel Flew Away


Flew away. 
Windy outside with some snow left scattered all over hoping to cover that hour’s filth in vain. 
Dropping the curtains along with your heartbeat that once was so strong, death took over.
Sharp stabbing pain and you flew away together with that beautiful melody.
The snow should have melted by now. There is nothing left to cover but a deserted womb.
I met you by chance.
Sad. The truth, that is.
You’re no more…
Reality has become my insanity.
Mine. Just like you were once mine and mine alone.