Me without you

by Sive Klaas   Apr 5, 2019


if i could only remember not
the good times in paradise
if i could turn the tide not
across the crisis.
if you stood, nor had i kept all
the promises; death, shall be shameful.
shall i story tell our death in thorns of
apple trees, shall the holy Angels be grateful
of you. I'm half dead in space.
and wondering if the demons die in hell...

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