No More

by Ressa   Apr 28, 2004


Soft sound of the stream
so far below, wondering
what would it be like?
your body, broken, bleeding
spread on the rocks below
crumpled, used, disguarded
an abused shell
No more pain, no confusion
only soothing darkness, eternal
solitude, freedom, bliss
leave the hurt behind
Never again to taste that bitterness
called love.

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