Running for Death

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The sun sets in the west. Flowers bloom upon my thumbnails.
Rumpled plaid blocks the sun from hitting here. fire writes
A penguin looks on while Latin beats polarize our agreement song.

Is your face smiling? Do you smile in your sleep? Or is that just me.
I don't fantasize about the feminine; I simply wonder how you are.

Why are you gone from the bubble in which i live?
It's pretty lonely not seeing my Face around.

I know I should be a Positivitarian [or maybe a Possibilitarian]
But let me just get it out...for Once .

Death has haunted me ever since that night I got Tucked in.
Ghosts were there that night too.
but it is death that has been composed into my shadow

Perhaps it has made me a deeper person
...whatever the Hell that means...
Perhaps it has forced me to question the purpose to everything.

Why seems to be the word that Defines my life.
WHY = ME
Nice equation, dontcha think?
At such an innocent time, He threw the puzzle pieces at Me and I was left running.
For Death.





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