Long Ago
I came here, to this place
to seek answers to questions
long ago found.
I sit here, your humble servant
awaiting answers to problems
long ago forgotten.
I kneel here, at your feet
pleading for answers to heartbreak
long ago destroyed.
I lie here, slowly fading
praying for answers to questions
long ago replaced.
Whispers
She lies there bleeding
silently crying, begging, pleading
praying
Prayers fly to the heavens
on the wings of butterflies
small whispers
screaming
Screams are ignored
the butterflies banished from heaven
exiled
abandoned
She lies there bleeding
silently numbing
hating, seeking revenge
praying
Prayers slither to hell
on the back of the serpent
small whispers
screaming.
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