Monday, July 25, 2011

a dirge

Nothing I have ever thought,
That I still believe.

Nothing I will ever do,
That can make a difference.

Nothing I could ever say,
That will make me mean "forever."

Fond, but not in love.
Doleful, but not forlorn.

I, my friends, am already dead.
And I died not long ago.

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