Poetry for Two Voices

The Unawakening


Mon, Mar 9th, 1998 04:00 by Lilith DemHareIs ARTICLE

Dominant: Diminutive:
Gather your blossoms and kiss them goodbye. They fall away in splendour blown. Say gone gone, we are dead gone, we are dead wake me nevermore.
Please do not cry it's just you are born, you
grow and then you die, and I
Say gone, gone, are you gone, are you, too, dead? dead? Just wake me nevermore. wake me nevermore. Let me sleep. Because I have wandered. I wonder, A last Soulless soul. A last Soulless soul. I am now alone. And so I say gone, gone, gone, they all are dead. Will we wake will we wake nevermore?  



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