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Saturday, March 23, 2013

Blackwater

River of water
Water that stands still
There is no flow
Unclear
Innocent
Perpetous trap
Black mirror of death.

I know
to follow the track
I can breathe slow
I trust in the wind
The flow
will come back

Blackwater poison
Birds die in your cage
Taken by the liquid night
The words of my resistance
Of what will come after this day
Blackness gives you control
Figure the puzzle
All by yourself.

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