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Author: Kusje
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 4 - Published: 04-22-06 - Updated: 04-22-06 - id:2159802

I noticed the way which your hands nervously shook,

Almost wanting to grab the dagger that laid next to my feet,

I smirk at your weakness -- with realization that I had taken the last headstrong stand,

The blood spilling down your chest and the smudges around your lips painted what logic I had made,

And I can only say that I'm pleased with the sight

'You're unforgettable' scream the rhetoric language inside my head,

A divine sculpture that has only been made and cared for by the powerful maker,

Have I grasped what normal beings could not?

Have I lost what normal beings have always had?

I let the hunger die in me as I gaze out onto the horizon, noticing how pale realization can make you

I've wondered if I could go on with days like this --
Letting the creatures slowly die and watching as I let the thickness fall to the ground,

Its a chuckling matter that leaves me in awe of beauty because of what they all said:

For the price of beauty, there is always pain


Sou desu, It is very much true.


© Copyright 2006 Kusje (FictionPress ID:411441).


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