Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Trainwreck

Today a train ran through me.
All letters chose to face backwards.
All voices, screaming.

All smiles faded.
All flesh, broken and bleeding.

Nothing but fire to burn remains.
The tear in my shirt, ripped.
The bullet in my heart, shot.

Full speed crashes without breaks,
Lungs without air.

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