Fading Out (A Poem)
As Time Goes On
Cover my eyes,
Dull charade,
Crimson and ties,
Senses slowly fade,
With a lullabies of goodbyes,
This life becoming abate,
Where is the truth,
In your liquid filled promises,
Previously guaranteed to soothe,
All that I will surely miss,
Your glow is burning out,
And I no longer recognize you scent,
All of us sent further about,
In all that we ever meant,
A single's dancing bout,
So easy come & easy went...
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