CONFOUNDED(M.A.K.)

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as I look without you beside me

across the span of a desolate sea

bordering the pale morrow

my thoughts build miserably

with the dark fervor of a silenced

crescendo

saturated am I with such overwhelming

sorrow

oh how swiftly hearts do so easily indeed

break

I know now that I'll miss you

even beyond the grave...................

(Nov. 18, 1997)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

when to myself I realized I'd always miss M.A.K. if something ever happened and we could no longer be in touch with each other.

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