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Jan 2020
More than a dark comedy it's pure tragedy
Enigma enshrouded in a mist of painful puzzle
Mural paintings now inconspicuous in the murk
Off-white faces staring into space, a thousand miles away
Rewinding to relive each moment like a tape in a cassette player
Inaudible shrieks of laughter and indistinct voices
Existent only in the crevasses of our hearts, now flooded
Silent as light a drop flows outward and down the cheek
Wrote this for a close friend.
She passed away yesterday.
Unripe yet fell from the tree.
Trees not in blossom now withered.
Elixirs don't exist now an elegy has to.
I'll just keep holding on to the memories
Written by
Danny  18/M/Never-never land
(18/M/Never-never land)   
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     Holly D, Fawn, --- and Aquilla
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