Gone
The silence is deafening!
The eloquence of the quietness is not discernible,
Is it a riddle? Nay!
Is it a dream? Nay! Alas!
It is true, true, true like a candle in the wind.
The light went out, you've gone with the wind.
Copyright © Chile D'Rhymez | Year Posted 2017
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