Tragedy rests on the wind
Carried on cold breath
You're falling into my arms
Mere moments before kissing death
Unspoken, shallow words
Rest lightly on pale lips
Soundlessly falling to the floor
Along with all our love eclipsed
Eyes losing the light of stars
And slowly slipping into shadow
Glazing over so softly
No longer the soul's windows
Tears and grace fall shamelessly
Lost forever in empty space
The angels are leaving quietly
I'll never forget your pretty face.
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Poet, Autumn lover, rain lover, pianist, funny (gonna write jokes too).
The road of heavy hearts. The house of broken dreams. The children as they cry. Behold her as she screams. Some faces just look empty. Some are filled with pain. They don't know what to do.
The stillness of the blood in my veins, pains my un beating heart. As my final breath hangs on free flowing chains, My fear is for now we must part.
I look into you loving eyes, As you slowly fall asleep, Why is it, my love dies, While all others weep.
Stay away from me September, you and I will nevertheless be friends. You fill my year with sadness, that lingers and never ends. Each year on your arrival, the sun is stolen from the sky.
It's so wrong, seeing him there. Laying in a bed that isn't his. Breathing air that isn't his. Surrounded by walls that aren't his. Walls of death. Why do they paint the walls in this color.
Missa defunctorum. Gone are the lights. Gone are the sounds. Gone are the smells. With you not around. Gone are the days. Gone are the nights. Gone are the dreams. With you from my life.
Red ink, Or maybe pink. Convincing myself it's not blood, But more likely red mud, It could be paint. No.
Check. That look, Stop it.
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