Lucipher Writings
poetry and; Short Stories
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Flutter
Weeping intensifies my anxiety.
Can tomorrow come without you...
here today?
The cheap chandelier falls on my face.
The rose filled lamp explodes in my hands.
Pain is unrecognizable.
All I knew was you.
You.
My love.
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