Friday, September 23, 2011


He dives under at last
His loss of self comes fast
Pains are all but burnt out
Traces of times gone now
His mind throws all away
Eyes search and fix a gaze

Don't get lost here
We all bring faith
It's not just fear
We'll hold your place

Yet he didn't know us
Our shouts, screams, not enough
His turn brought us so close
Some join his comatose
Logic breeds our cold choice
A last flame's metal voice

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