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June 2016 Adenosine triphosphate filled
When dust, fills your eyes...
When the planet, conspires!
And crushes, your chest.
As silent, teardrops fall.
If, you could pick a day, to die....
Which day, would..... that be?
And who would you tell?
Like the rooks, that gather,
they call it....... a murder.
I'll leave you with this.....
Beauty has no age, nor content,
It is found, in the eye,
of the beholder,
and contained.....
Within
the hearts of the dead.
Giajl © Jim Love
