Saturday, December 20, 2008

My Last Breath

I’m calling you now
Please don’t
Don’t say a word
There isn’t enough time
You can only listen

I am leaving now
I won’t be back
Adrift in this foreign land
I thought of you

As I grow cold
The only warmth
In my torn body
Is from the last breath
in which we shared

I hope you can hear me
i hardly can
Just listen to my words
Thick with love and blood

I’m not sure I’d ever want
You to see me
In such a state
But you had to know

Yours will be
The last voice I hear
As the world grows dark
Sit there it won’t take long

The dust grows wet
My breath grows deep
My breath comes wet
The dust blows away

As blood fills my lungs
I hope you can hear me
As I lay here dying
As I lie here loving

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