Friday, September 11, 2015





Without You


I dance amongst the graves of loves lost
In the darkness I remember their sweet embrace
I have pined for the past and waited for naught
Dreaming dreams and courting memories that have turned to dust
Faded legacies and a stench remains
Lost in nothingness waiting for a blood moon
I crave a new beginning
That will without doubt come
On the road ahead
Without you.

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