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Sitting in the window sill,
my face pressed against the cold, hard
               glass.
A drop of rain strikes the window
Mirroring a tear.
The two slowly decend.
The tear falls upon his face,
               a picture,
The raindrop,
               it's shadow.

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                       Natura Naturata

       Life began with one hint of existance,
       A thought, an idea, a dream,
       A empty space,
       An endless void
       brightened with a spark of light,
       An inconsistancy, a movement.
       This was God.

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The glass broke
As I threw it across
The dull wooden floor.
Like silver flakes of snow,
Chips of glass fell to the ground,
Sparkling in the sunray
From my bedroom window.

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I felt the cool rain strike my warm face,
Stinging.
Mixing with warm tears.
A distance of a thousand years,
The time of a million miles.
A burting heart within a barren soul.
Contradiction.
Two hearts, two minds, two lives
       joined as one,
Suspended.
A perfect world in a shattered glass bottle,
To be looked on and repaired...
Tommorow.
The Earth cries for me.

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A blinding light shines from behind his deeming eyes.
I bear my claws, attempting to sway him from attack.
Unsuccessful.
Wielding his scythe above his head, the lifeless, turbulent man steps
       towards me and stops.
"I dare you!" I shout into the barren night.
With one swift motion his scythe cuts through the thick blackness
       and rips into my hollow chest.
Dropping the scythe, he forces his hands through my cavity to seize my
       dying heart.
Suspending it in front of me, he laughs demonically and says, "I wanted to
       touch that which only I could have broken."
Returning my shriveled heart to my chest, he heals my wounds with loving
       words, soft kisses, and a gentle embrace.
Someday he will be the death of me.

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Trapped within the world I have created,
I hunger for only you.
The pain of desire, overwhelming.
Blood filled tears stain my aged face.
I would sprout wings and fly, but I cannot
for I am a cat prowling the night for my
       next victim.
When I try to love, I only devour.

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