End story
The last vestige of light
silently lingers
with the revillers drunk and blase
Stained windows
empty yesterdays hopes
Socceresses and velvet dolls
only offer their smiles
As the dancers kick like harlequins
your tears are gilded
Questions are divine
mourning for lost friends
Waiting for the sun
as the tapers pass by
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