The Newsreporter Genocide Begins Yet Never Has a Cessation

by Caleb   Feb 12, 2005


Winter cringes to the souind of rotting admiration
As the breeze of your wind fails to quench reasoning
Two kisses confess tghe sins of forgotten roses
And after three words, silence's anticipation rests

Naked daylight burns through truth and formation
Forgiveness never heals; smiles never breath
An insanity I always knew speaks through your love
Understanding will sail to the warmth of skin

Sweet love: Let not the wings of black
Pass in a peaceful heart's path
Speak under the heat of awoken light;
Scream of anger to end moonlight's flee

© Copyright Caleb Kile 2005
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I'm sorry.

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