Remorse
The music breathes its last
The printed page fades to black
The blinking television screen shoots
poisoned darts.
Colours coagulate, dry up and fade.
My head -- is empty
My mind -- a blank
My heart -- only you
My ears -- your voice
My eyes -- your face
My voice -- chokes
The air grows cold
A red fire claws my soul
The hurt I gave to you --
-- comes back to me
-- a hundred-fold.
Please do not distance yourself from me
Lifeblood ebbs away.
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