Falling,
Everything dying,
But yet
She is still calling.
Trying
Although it is set
In shades
It all fades.
It fades
Yellow, orange, red
All gone.
Finally all shades
In bed
In the dark of dawn
I lay
Deep in the clay.
Blackness,
The last bit of light
Enters
Then leaves my sight.
Coldness
The last leaf falls
And with it
My
Life
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC
Falling,
Everything dying,
But yet
She is still calling.
Trying
Although it is set
In shades
It all fades.
It fades
Yellow, orange, red
All gone.
Finally all shades
In bed
In the dark of dawn
I lay
Deep in the clay.
Blackness,
The last bit of light
Enters
Then leaves my sight.
Coldness
The last leaf falls
And with it
My
Life
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