Monday, November 8, 2010

Super Nova

I left him there

standing there beneath the haven of stars

I left him there

I am learning how to let go
I am going to let go at last

I left him there

Breaking free to find myself
to explore identity to the last burning spark
that last flame

I left him there
pleading to become my escape

I left him fading there
to the last dying fire.

Dying, suffocating...steamy breath

I left him holding on

I left him

I left

I

Right?

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