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This is not my best work. It took less than 30 minutes to think it through,
and I did some editting to it..
Sun sets,
night falls,
nightmare begins.
I hear your cries,
your pain,
your tears.
What made you decide to leave me tonight?
What made you decide to never say good night?
Something in my soul wanted to tell,
"Please take care,
even if I never know you that well...".
So hear me out,
my soul is yearning,
that in the shadows death is lurking.
What a dangerous path,
you choose my friend.
A tender soul,
a tender age.
The mistakes we made,
at times cannot be undone.
So what made you decide to never dial to call?
Intoxicating the body with wild nights and good times,
not a swell way to poison a mind.
So here you are a passenger to this unpredictable night...
Here comes the swerves,
the narrows of the road;
the choice was yours as I waited for a call.
"SCREEECCHH!"
Oh no....
here you are....
Here you are as the vehicle tumbles,
and tumbled on you.
I apologize my friend,
blackness brings a chill,
not allowing to circulate blood through my hands or feet;
the angel that you call death is here to guide you to your end...
You scream "help!",
as the vehicle statically burns,
into a furious combustion.
Sleep sweetly,
for the pain you feel
is an illusion for oblivion is near.
Cast mourns a passing;
while a good samaritan’s
overwhelming defeat
against the heat,
helplessly stood watching.
Saving you is a loss.
A loss never forgotten.
Tonight I hear a lullaby,
it sang:
For time will catch us in both hands,
to blow away like grains of sand,
ashes to ashes,
rust to rust,
this is what becomes of us.
Dedicated by a fallen soul.
May your soul ascend into the heaven,
may your last breath here on earth,
not of bitterness but thoughts of joy,
for merely we are mortals that makes a choice.
Rest in peace.
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