by atma anna christ
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As the story goes as the wind blows as the waves crash on the shore
Nothing remains ever the same your eyes the dream tore
Something is there unsaid unfinished untouched
a tear in a pool of contempt
Chrysanthemums blooming the cat in the bed
Your longing so deep so blunt so unpredictable strikes
in anger in fear in lies
and this good bye is like giving diamonds as a pawn for a drink
is like falling in the abysmal depths of unknown
and I dance and dance and know
the end of this world
Into the nothingness at last…
Thank Gaia 