A Prayer, Friend
Tarnished silver,
rusted gold.
Leaking spirit near, I'm told.
A pearly past
crushed at the feet.
Laughing from its fallen seat.
I need you
to be Okay.
please stay on this earth today
Song of loss,
chest of glass.
Someday soon the gates shall crash.
But till then
a cup will do.
A cup of love from me to you.
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