Little by little
As time disappears
You start to get scared
Of your own shadows
Your muscles start to twitch
Your heart gets cold
Your skin is now too frail
You start to forget
Little things said and done
Feelings start to fade away
All that's left within
Are empty promises
Tired excuses
Pain makes its way
Becomes hard for you to say
Yes, I do Love you
No, I don't Love you
You'll never be the same
Slowly losing this game
Still, your pulse survives
So you gather yourself up
For one last time
Strips of colorful life
You so quickly hide
With a delightful sigh
Things you once held up high
Are all lost
In this glorious fight
Every thing surrendered
Empty handed
You're made to walk alone
For that last mile
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Little by little disappears everything. Wonderful expression shared here.