Untitled 2, by Wiccanfaerie
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the beating of my heart
it's composing a melody for you
open wounds beside an open fire
slowly I'm killing loneliness
rhythm, tempo, rhythm, tempo
chorus, variations, movement
open wounds beside an open fire
slowly I'm forgetting you
a melody, a symphony
I've lost my konzertmeister
open wound, broken strings, punctured valves
tempo, rhythm, tempo, rhythm
beating- it beats for you
an open fire's dying,
the music's ending
the last note
the last chord
Decrescendo
the last ember burns
a melody
my masterpiece
it would have been our song
composed for your ears only
decrescendo
the fire dies
the music ends. |
Posted: 2009-08-31 11:08:13 UTC |
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