The clouds ambushed the sun
this night was going to bleed goodbyes
We were the summer's sons
it was her last request before she died
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What an awesome poem about the last hour of innocents. You took me away.
you are amazing to take me all the way home to the last day I was innocent. The innocence is gone but you helped me remember what it was like to be a boy straining to be a man