Farewell, to all that seems right.
By stoggie
On the day of the year’s final frost A diverse beauty ended tearfully This winter’s cold heart dies, living up to its name In so little time I feel your love slip away I’ll care for you always For this is our final departure And because I know this And because I care I start to slip into a hell I’ve met before One I swore to keep my distance from Look into this puddle of sorrow Can your angelic eyes see our reflection? Our dead souls lie there in discomfort As if they had something more to say I’ll be strong On the outside I’ll flex my emotions But mourn your loss within the core of my heart I find myself silently screaming in our loss Our death But you raise your spirit high Ignorant to the feelings to come This I know Always This I feel Forever You’ll cry for the arms that once bled your name The winter is almost through You will wake from this benighted nightmare soon. Written April 7th, 2002 © on Apr 06 2002 03:24 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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