Sunday

Final Embrace



This is our last sunset
It was beautiful yet unreal
The dawn's first sunray
An end
If this is an end
Was there a beginning?
A tear
Paused on my cheek
Trembling
trying to speak
I'm fine
but deep down I am lonely
Dreams can change,
Visions fall
My loving heart is lost
Frozen
a frost
A withered flower
forgotten
Six feet under
Burried
Dusted
Gravestone
Merely for a grasp
into the night
A lullaby
soothing my dry dreams
A final embrace.

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