D. E. A. D

A river runs down, wetting the soil.

Nurturing, fertile and fresh dirt.




Human occupancy of a soul marks erosion.

Erosion of heart, thought and content.




A dead blog is as alive as a thoughtless mind.




And yet... The nails of need cling on.




Empathising with nothing yet discovering everything.







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(In the darkness of light ....this soul still searches)