The storm will rage on, wild and strong,
Like tears from the heavens, pouring long.
The sun will scorch with a fiery might,
While shadows will swallow the last ray of light.
At last, when we've endured it all,
We'll find solace in a final call.
The pain, like a thorn in a withered rose,
The joy, like a song the heart knows.
The memories, like stars in the night,
Fade away, out of sight.
Our bond with this world, a fragile thread, Severed softly, as we tread.

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© The dead lily

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