Sunday, August 30, 2009

Dim light

Acting on old, fragile faith, we aren't alone

Singing my song, gracing a tone

How to condone

Where to move further, when to ensure

Death is much stronger than life we endure

What was said, now fades away

Bright as a star, short like the day

Take another gasping breath my friend

Mutter so softly, this is the end

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