Friday, August 27, 2010

He Lived

He lived in a world of no.
No feeling.

When a dam breaks, its contents floods.
But when the sun never sets,
The flames never cease.

And when the flames never cease,
The heat is everlasting.

And so, the water is gone.
No water.
No green.
Nothing.

Because after the flood,
There is nothing.

He lived.
And that was all.

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