Last Melody
Listen to her,
as she plays that melody that I once knew.
That song that I thought was my saving grace,
twisted now to a devils song.
I want it to end,
yet how could it stop,
when for so long
I have heard nothing,
but her melody in my mind.
I fear the silence that consumes within.
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My best friend told me she wants to write poetry- I didn't tell her that I love to write also- but its something we share. However she did tell me to write a book and dedicate it to her... I think it will be a poetry book mmmhhh?
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