Dell Poem by nic Leisure

Death every long lines of smiles
Fall with a broking soul
Of what we all been looking for
In time the life will slide away
To bring a new way home
A day is just a day
And the night is just a night
For that a life had ended
With the clock of time rings of sadness
Claming the cold gray sky on those raining days and nights
Continuing on later for the fingers of flowers burn
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