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ZILCH
(July 13th, 2002, 2:25 AM)
 
Zero,
Enveloped in your nothingness
A nothing embrace
Mirror mirror
Your transparent face.
 
None,
Fits perfect in our world
Naked, yet unseen
On our knees again
Wild grasps at beauty that had been.
 
Nothing,
Is all the information you'll need
A void of our everything
A night blackness swallows your stars
Every nothing aloud sings.
 
Zilch,
Misunderstood and unheard
Stripped naked for all to see
Zero, none, nothing - only ours
Your Zilch means nothing, and everything,
To me.






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