Those Dying
Gossips In The
Sky.
+++++++++
When she
smiled,
The hourglass
shattered
and
Black Sand
poured
Out
Into the World;
We
Have no Time
My
Love.
Embrace Me
with
Your Broken
Wings
and we'll
Laugh at, and
For,
and "with"
Eternity!
(that old tale
Told
By The Gossiping
Wives
Of Dying Stars.)
Oh,
The Day
No
Longer has A
Date!
But
Here/Now
(In this
Ever-present)
We
Can Create!
(Better
World's
In which to
Never Die.)
please love..
Don't
Cry.
The worst is
Yet
To Never Come,..
and we can
Sell
Those moments
That
We never
Owned!
(and join
Those
Dying gossips
In
The Sky.)
J.Stephen.fuckin.h.
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