Nothing Last

in life •  6 months ago

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The day has left its mark.

he moment lingers on,

And harks back to blue twilight;

Which gnaws at the soul.

Time heals, I wonder,

Hollow laughter.

Under a grey moon,

Sadness like falling autumn leaves.

Wither so ever the wind blow does not really matter.

After a rainstorm,

Water drips from leaves,

Like faint notes of a sad symphony.

A day come and went,

In the land of the blind-hearted.

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