I look around the people gathered here,
Recognizing they’re from far and near,
You are sitting in a corner in this crowded room,
The stars shine bright but I can’t see the moon,
I walk through the darkness moving closer as I see,
Your eyes filled with tears like they never knew me,
The silence grows louder as you take my hand,
You are death itself to me, I vanish from my land.
posted by Pri @ 9:05 AM
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