Empty

Posted on by anna christ

They stood by the ledge dreaming heroic delirious

The observer was in pain

The night was advancing

No one among them knew what death was

expanding into unknown

this landscape was loosing its essence

Moments seemed days and songs sound eternities

Farewell my friend I will never look into your eyes again

daffodils under a blizzard …

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Published by anna christ

to say something about me is to allow you to tell me more/ words are actions and so heavily frame... iam a messenger, without meaning, empty, useless here and now...