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Goodbye
I sit in my somber dreams.
Where beauty ends,
and has no means.

Watch the sands of time no more.
Beauty left me,
cold and poor.

Ask me child,
are you OK?
I simply have,
no more to say.

Beneath the earth,
I close my eyes.
While up above,
I hear their cries.
Farwell wishes,
and last goodbyes.

In my box,
I'm wrapped in cloth.
My souls cocoon,
that bears no moth.

Cold no more,
I sit in my dirt.
Worry no more,
cuz I no longer hurt.


© Kinga77