it’s dying
ever so slowly
gasping for breath
panting desperately
struggling to flee death
i reach out
bestow all that i can
everything without a but
yet it’s death i cannot shun
suffice it will not
it calls out for you
summoning your attention
but you turn away
devoid of affection
leaving it in dismay
it’s dying
permissibly swift
tears falling
forsaken to drift
barred from healing
it’s dying
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(orignally posted on Thursday, 6 January 2005)
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