Death takes over life, ripping it apart, setting it
afloat in a myriad of icebergs never to find it's
way home.
Looking out upon many mirrors of snow and ice-filled
land, forgetting where home is and how you began.
Forever lifting spirits into eternal nights, settling
dust jackets over their eyelids.
Suffocating all breath of life from within - standing
out upon a floe of ice, forgetting the blue of soul.
Taking something for nothing, filling always, the
wrong vessel, hoping to betray lover's lost along the
way.
Sorrowful pining from clouds of unknowingness, blended
into one giant item of forgetfulness, lasting as
always until the death of it lies open before your
eyes in silent departing.
Unsaid, goodbyes.
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