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tells both the sweetest
and most melancholic stories...
In the autumn of youth
lines cast in drifts past innocence
and extend beyond a child’s sight
in wonder of yesterday
Mourning the parting bird’s song
iron wings take flight
past a longing and wounded hand
the sum of a perfect trail, lost
a crawl between conception
and dust above a cold tomb
The broken heart still dreams
returning to once upon a time
as her lips brush against ghosts
Friends become foes
fueling the beast within
forgetting the ...