Embers
It keeps on going as according to some plan
Till all the burning questions turn to embers
Days drag on by like endless caravan
I’ve heard my name is on the list of members
I’ve tried some fortune, like the other people do
My income couldn’t cover all expenses
Required paperwork is not the one I knew
So little privacy is left for recompenses
Time spent, so clock was my co-writer
Of texts unwritten, of the fading memories
I note that embers in the evening burn brighter
As was expected: you’ve already seen all this.
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