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Nov 2014
Dawn's broken
Am I broken too?
I feel my heart in my chest,
Nothing without you;
And the light won't come.

An empty soul rises,
like the sun in the sky;
Prepared for the day,
Prepared to cry,
And the light won't come to me.

The sun falls asleep
As I fall too,
As my spirit fell
Thanks to you,
And the light won't come to me.

The day is dying;
I wish I could.
Fading away;
I think I should.
And will you come?
I wish you would,
Then the light would come to me.

The stars at night,
The sun at day,
Are dying flames.
The world decays
To the dark
Whence it came,
And there's nothing,
No hope left,
Only shame,
Only pain,
And no light to come to me.
Penned this 2012 I think.

© 2014 C.S. Oakes
CS Oakes
Written by
CS Oakes  Pluto
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