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Becoming Zero
Hunter MacKenzie All the iron of my Will and blood drawn to your magnet, my love, my god I will die for this I am Becoming zero I will not leave a trace to draw me back here Whisper my name into the cloak of oblivion Turn away from the books Cast the music into the restless air Photographs transmuted to ashes A locked trunk full of notebooks buried in a shallow grave deep in the woods or sinking like slow heavy stones down to the bottom of a lake and I am nothing I am free I am gone and we are One. © Copyright 1999, 2003, 2004 by Hunter MacKenzie |