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| An Era's Last Echo | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 29 2008, 12:17 AM (79 Views) | |
| Roan | Sep 29 2008, 12:17 AM Post #1 |
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The sun awakes outside to Begin its ascent of the horizon And as its arms spread wide A light bursts through the clouds Dancing silently upon the grass I stand alone overlooking the cliffs Embraced by these rays that are No longer able to warm me Crying out for an answer Calling out to the dawn Its seems nearly a lifetime ago When I saw you standing thoughtfully At this very plot of barren land Admiring a weathered stone As you turned it over in your hand The seasons have all come and gone Since I last felt your comforting warmth The colors all drained away in winter Yet even as spring paints the land I see nothing but black and white Far below my feet the waves sing Before they crash violently into the shore And despite all of my efforts to subdue The tears burning furiously in my eyes Gravity has returned them to their mother Its from this cruel study I have learned That all things in life are circular A cycle set to endlessly repeat And in turmoil all things return To that from which they were born My heart screams protests in my ear Before I leap courageously into the air And as I fall like a wounded dove From the cliffs where we’d swore to meet The sea thrashes below to greet me |
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