A shadow, an ember
The whisper of a promise
It's all I have left,
If I'm honest
It's nothing
How I'm gone
They carry on
Like choruses
Of all songs
I see them fade,
Be whisked away
I feel the pain
Every time I dig
My grave
And as I lay
There patient
The mounds heavy
Reach their destination
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