Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Almost Over

It is almost over
Last breath, last breath
Waiting, silent and still
Waiting for that moment
That final taste of being.

Waiting till it is done,
Till all has been said
Waiting for the dawn
Breath of another day.
When shall it come?

It is almost over
Slow, brief agony
Breathe deep,
Breath rattles
When shall it come?

Almost over
Waiting still
Morning breaks
Heat of day comes
No mercy yet
It comes, shall we wait?
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