Goodbye
Such goodbye reaches out its arms
a time when the big clock alarms,
its cry reaches across the skies
that resonates with all our sighs.
To fall within this gloomy scene,
where earth is dressed in gray, extreme
and bleak of dark surrounds the night,
while roses bleed without delight.
Goobye Contest/ Nayda Ivette Negron
28 Sept 2016
Copyright © Ashley Conte | Year Posted 2016
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