All is quiet,
The closet closed,
Dust gathers,
The bed is cold.
Relics remain,
Where life’s no more,
An empty room
On the second floor.
Dust the shelves,
Open the blinds,
Pack up the effects,
He left behind
Light beams in
As life seeps out,
A new age now,
A time without.
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 10:06 AM UTC
All is quiet,
The closet closed,
Dust gathers,
The bed is cold.
Relics remain,
Where life’s no more,
An empty room
On the second floor.
Dust the shelves,
Open the blinds,
Pack up the effects,
He left behind
Light beams in
As life seeps out,
A new age now,
A time without.
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