Sunday, January 29, 2006

Over


Awash

with a sadness that swept

Over

from the sight of a poor girl

Convulsing

with grief as she wept

Over

the loss of her still world.

Broken

to feel such painful grief

Over

another soul's uncontrolled daven

Bringing

only wishes of sleep's relief

Over

the ground of death's haven.

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