lying withered
veins long dry
the flame that once brought comfort
signals doom
quivering with ache
falling away
dead petals upon the breeze
drifting downward
no more than tinder
moth to flame to ash
beauty and it's decay
a vacuum of breath
and so it goes
as it has and shall
unending and flawless
vicious and kind
all that has been
shall be undone
that which is destroyed
is not lost
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 1:38 PM UTC
lying withered
veins long dry
the flame that once brought comfort
signals doom
quivering with ache
falling away
dead petals upon the breeze
drifting downward
no more than tinder
moth to flame to ash
beauty and it's decay
a vacuum of breath
and so it goes
as it has and shall
unending and flawless
vicious and kind
all that has been
shall be undone
that which is destroyed
is not lost
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