Best Discontinued Poems

Eventualities don't apply to me
     (I can dream)
no matter their presence
in the mirrors of reality

Always one step ahead
though the shrinking distance 
     haunts
like an early frost - too early,
as the news carrier's tracks
die in frost bitten shock...

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Her blood was spilled,
Her heart is where the knife was sheathed,
Herself is who was killed,
She will be deeply grieved,
My life must be continued,
Even though her life was discontinued....

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