April 22, 2009 - 1:00am — Anzel
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Angels fall and cry
Not unlike the angel that is me
Any of you and any of me
Need to know
See to see
What, specifically?
Ether, everything...
Reality and twitterbugs and flutterbirds and things...
Together with might
O'er hills, may we fall...
My heart aches for answers to the everythings of nothingness
Yet nothingness is everything...it's nothing not at all...
No, this is the truth of which I love by, every day
On edge, on tippy-toe on stone and rock, on tips of toes I'll never have
Tainted by the sour soul my sister-hearted once had
Have I but seen the ghosts of nothingness in the sky
In dreams, in wafts, in my own fatal aura...
Nothingness; quaint and quiet as the night
Going nowhere, and not too fast...
Nothingness, I query thee...
Everything, my bliss to thee...
Sadness seeds and sorrow suffers...
Silly girl in line with cutters
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Such sad words but an almost
I missed your poetry.
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