My Abyss
By ecologist
Look into these eyes feel... death seep slowly into .. the butterfly valiantly vainly -- beating its wings, a heart pulse fading, falling deeper into this abyss... a lightless soul searching, reaching grasping ...for redemption always beyond... the reach of broken - skeletal fingers Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 10:17 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Look into these eyes..."