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Guillotine
I thought that love was absent
and no longer a part of my mind.
Why were they afraid of the hurt
caused by leaving me behind?
None of that seemed to matter
when they spoke words frozen in time .
A painting here,
a photograph there,
a few pages of verse
all so trivial to the equation set to rewind.
...kisses lost to fragmented memories
of times spent on arriving at the guillotine.
and no longer a part of my mind.
Why were they afraid of the hurt
caused by leaving me behind?
None of that seemed to matter
when they spoke words frozen in time .
A painting here,
a photograph there,
a few pages of verse
all so trivial to the equation set to rewind.
...kisses lost to fragmented memories
of times spent on arriving at the guillotine.
Published 17th Sep 2009
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