so I clamp that fleeting moment dear
I keep highjacking it with each painful word
as fragile as the night passing
yet firm as the day coming by
the lovers scribe their electrons to virtual connectives
the zenith reached
they found frustration, sorrow
they girdled themselves for bitter loss
and you who are reading this
pay them the priceless tribute of a tear
gentle heart may never reappear
when you are heedless of the sight of grief
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