from the tears,
to the gold.
to the years you hold...
or 'held'.
so easy I forget...
or 'forgot'
Amber, Amber you,
now and forever,
folded into gold.
earthly embrace,
ground must fold...
rest my dear
the years were great.
for now though,
those Amber dreams await...
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
from the tears,
to the gold.
to the years you hold...
or 'held'.
so easy I forget...
or 'forgot'
Amber, Amber you,
now and forever,
folded into gold.
earthly embrace,
ground must fold...
rest my dear
the years were great.
for now though,
those Amber dreams await...
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