by: Rob Paquin

Closing doors.
Sympathetic words.
Are all I see,
And all I've heard.
Yet for me,
The time has come.
A closing heart,
Like a setting sun.
Skies go dark,
To match my thoughts.
Nothing left
To be wrought.
With every end
Comes a new beginning
Pull the plug
Down the drain
We're spinning.
No more dawn
The lightless gray
As hopes and dreams
All fade away.

- The Snowdog

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Comments (2)

  1. fierylady

    This touched my heart.

    November 30, 2016
    1. TheSilentSentinel

      Thank you.

      November 30, 2016