You held in your breath.
Try to be brave as it fell.
Trying to endure.
Try to be brave as it fell.
Trying to endure.
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"In those days, nickels had pictures of bumble bees on 'em. 'Gimme five bees for a quarter!', you'd say." ~ Abe Simpson
The grey canvas moves.
Concrete and lifeless trees stand.
Shades of orange drop.
Miserable hearts.
Faintly beating, holding hopes.
The foundations collapsed.
Echoes of insects.
The midnight serenade plays.
Who'll be silenced?
Embers cling to life.
At the expense of the dead.
Ambition burns wild.
A bird rests its wings.
The horizon's beauty calls.
It makes birds weightless.
Dim street lights flicker.
Never stray from watching eyes.
Walk the path meant to.
The lights are out now.
Noises draw me in closer.
Fearing the next step.
Stillness of forest.
Listen closely for a song.
Life gives its applause.
The door is open.
The wind let itself inside.
Welcome home, I guess.
There is a ghost here with me... -
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