Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Bitten by a Mosquito

Bitten,
Venom injects
Thoroughly through
The circulatory system.
Painfully slow,
Subtle sympathy shown.
Tears flow endlessly
For the pain kills.
Ripe pale-whiteness
Streaks the skin,
A sign of the destiny received.
No reason for the
Sudden strike,
But hunger and fear.
Drifting away,
The soul slowly rises
Into the black sky,
Death encompasses each
Muscle, each bone,
Burning it's way
Into the core of humanity.
Our mission,
Never accomplished,
Is over.
No time
For a kiss goodbye,
To be alone at the last
Breadth of suffering
Is thine end.

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