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Bit By Bit
Blood begins to drop
bit by bit
slow at first
but gaining
a flood
a river
each dark reflective
without explanation
without purpose
but a moment
passage in time
gentle rising up
to the crescendo
climax
thunder bolt
drum beat
faltering
fading
twisting
dying
but for a moment
breath
intake
inhale
than gone
a mist
released
exhale
12:39 PM - 7/3/2008 -
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