Best Poems Written by Crystal Gamet

The End

Showering down like teardrops in my eyes,
Tumbling peacefully, but my mind racing
Could this really be the end?

A cold spirit creeps up my spine
The horizon burns with golden coral
Atmosphere is heavy just like my soul

Harvest is ripening,  vines are releasing
My heart is not prepared to take this leap 
creatures are preparing for what lies ahead

I am frozen in place, in the calm of the charm
Shortly the bustling will dominate the beauty
Unprepared to end this episode of this duration.

Striving to be Hercules and embrace this transformation
Akin to the season everything shall metamorphose
Ego away, I will embrace this change

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