Kit Strait

The Light Is Fading.

The light is fading.
The dark is come.
The white horse is turning brown.

Illusions of happiness
are turning to stone.
Sadness is happiness blown
to pieces.

Fallen love is love
broken hearts mend,
but happiness never can be
found again.

Illusions of happiness,
Nevermore found to be
the real thing.
As you shall see.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 5, 2009

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