Op. 37 no. 2 (to be viewed from an angle.)

Sat, 04/16/2016 - 01:17 -- Mandyvp

And if you wish to waste me

wake me before it's done;

I wish to see the sun 

one last time before the dirt;

the endless ways it throws its rays

upon the sullen earth.

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