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The Last Bitch

This bitch moon
bleeds me hollow
Blind birds
crazed into song
fly at my eyes in the dark
to peck and lunge
as I sit and weep rivers

I have poured out my years
paid in tortured silver
denying myself gold
past barren dawns
and empty bed
as bad dreams cascade 
their cruel flow

Now love's lost heart
consumes me whole
black shadows
cursing an empty head
vying their worst
to crush my soul
beleaguered and already dead
Written by Abracadabra
Published | Edited 19th Jul 2012
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