Sunday, October 13, 2013


I saw her,
The blue screen of death.
Fair skin,
Scarred face.
Not the usual scars-
Hard to understand.
Empty look-
Searching for purpose.
My heart rebooted,
Though it is preoccupied-
A surge of current,
But for a short while.
Face is forgotten,
So is she;
But all I remember is
She was the BSOD.

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