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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Across a scarlet sunset I will be watching Flowers turn in vain to face the falling sun But drinking in the moonlight of defeat In the darkness their failures will dawn And the worst emerge from hiding We have all become chasers Of things we know must end It never stops us We can’t help but Defy fate On a lone old wooden bench I will be waiting The last stronghold of nature in the city Now towers grow like trees in the summer Standing as shepherds of our downfall The stars burn themselves out slower When nothing can be salvaged Hope is all we have left It’s never enough But we still try Even now Each tired Sunday morning I will be wasting Some little amount of the time we have left Praying to some god to make it all right When church is as silent as mourning We have been abandoned in turn Lost as a chick returning The nest isn’t empty It was never there We build alone All the same From the heart of disaster I will be wanting For somehow everything to come to an end And spare us the agony of waiting The race itself is against madness You don’t win prizes for trying Only perception changes The game’s rigged then it’s done Even knowing this Nothing differs We still fight In a place all to myself I will be wishing That I saw the reason for futility Others think to hold back death with laughter If clowns were angels we would be saved But I deny the sun it’s light For what I see in the day But who would dim the stars? And even in this Ironically I too strive On the curb outside your house I will be weeping Through a broken heart all things seem a drama And if the world won’t end it feels that way Doomed from the start, but I still want you Out of sight is not out of mind For the night kisses the day And still the faithful pray They were all right, though I won’t retreat Not ever
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