Life Notes On a Scale.
The last note lingered,
Creating suspense.
Leaping the top line,
As one would a fence.
Our song started softly,
Safe and warm.
Then built up dramatically,
Like the midst of a storm.
And now as we wait anxiously,
Watching the keys
Of a big dark piano,
Time seems to freeze.
The ominous pianist.
Who plays out our fate.
Seems to play with our destiny,
As we stand in wait.
That last note with fortissimo,
Toppled the scales.
It destroyed folds of time,
It ripped through the sails.
And poised over the piano,
The "Dark Angel" grinned.
"We have come to a close" he said.
The song, to its end.
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