5.08.2009

Watching

Watching my eyesight slowly dimming
Dragging me into the darkness
Throwing me to the ground
Taking my soul.
Watching my hairline slowly thinning
Dragging me into the last years of life
Throwing me to the ground
Taking my soul.

Without a sound
My life has turned gray
Without a whisper
I die.
Without a sound
My life has drained away
Without a whisper
Or a sigh.
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