August 6, 2011

The two birds flew together, hand-in-hand
Into an evergreen future of limitless expanse,
Of starry nights and days like heaven.
Far away, into the lap of joy's eternal dance.

Never mind the broken hearts they left behind,
Never mind the emotionless beings they put in place.
And that to those who loved them, they were cruel
And that a broken heart can never stand up with grace.

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