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A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings

She spoke silent words, upon my death, upon my grave.

I breathed empty breaths.

I smiled, for, this was our first meeting, and my next life.

© 2011 The Poet of Black Wings

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The Poet of Black Wings

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i hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..

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