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Author: PseudoBohemian
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst - Reviews: 5 - Published: 03-07-03 - Updated: 03-07-03 - id:1252210
My God...soon it'll be ok.
Soon it'll be over,
And all the sorrow and pain will vanish
Whispering away from my body like
Icarus' wings melting in the joyous glow of the sun.

The blazing death doesn't burn my eyes
Like the fire the casts the shadows
Onto the wall of our cave of ignorance.
I embrace it's warmth,
The pain will fade as I do too.



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