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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

In this moment
Angels sighed
Heartbeats beat
Without sound.

Frozen words
Clocks hands died
Eyes to swell
No tears cried.

Rejection voiced
Isolation calm
Merely a whistling
Of passing time.

No shelter called
A wisp on air
Knowing you
No longer care.

The chasm of love
Opened mouthed
Swallowed me
Down and down.

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