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cigarettes lit
with burning bibles
sitting in still darkness
as night crawls
towards dawn
circular thoughts
of tomorrow

a turn perhaps
sun instead of rain
memories evaporating
towards heaven
but coming short

but maybe tomorrow
the black of this room
the black of my life
stark loneliness
begetting madness
frantic madness
leading to some
god-like monster


Written by burrben

September 14, 2012 at 3:14 pm

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