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Fading With the Past
Sifting through the mounds of ash that once was a marriage; Found are little tokens of the past untouched by the fire And together they look to see if there is a memory they can build on; But it’s only a sea shell and it bares no real significance. He having shed the garb worn while in morning; Now sifts through the rubble in some soon to be disposable attire But she; she remains in wifely appearances vocalizing often; I am your wife; you are my husband and I love you” keep trying” And the search goes on as requested; but there seems little hope; And it bares a familiarity much like ashes from a crematorium And regrets are overwhelmed only by futility and the disregard for common sense; And he wishes he could dig a hole; and bury the whole mess; with her in it. No one really knows though; so he keeps searching and waiting; Waiting for that make it or break it time; where the choice is live or die. Then it will be all over; and no one can accuse him of giving up. And she doesn’t even realize all that digging caused her infections slow to heal. He only hopes it doesn’t take so long he’ll miss his chance to dance again; He has his beacon on and hopefully it will attract someone that’s searching; Someone to sit with him at the sea of love; breathing the fresh air of new life; And at night they’ll hold each other close and dance by the light of the moon
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