Unbearably dark and silent, not even God can breathe
This night is cold and windless, as you decide to leave
The crickets stop their singing, and my sobbing starts to fade
I see the peace behind your eyes as you find a better place
The angelic light that fills your eyes intensifies their hue
The stillness of your body makes me know that you aren’t you
I see your soul slipping away, opaque yet vibrantly shining
The night is stifling and still and I just sit here crying
The tears are hot and livid as they course down my face
So unnaturally quiet, my pulse begins to race…
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