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Twilight

Flesh and gooey paste, stuck in the mud
Scooped up, with bare hands, they sod
Say nothing, to this or that god

Picked up like perfect bods
Split between our wards
As if they appreciate our sobs

Douse 'em with gasoline, and light up the 'tards
Played like a hand, with all of 'em cards

All bards
Hay-wired
Bone fried
Some tired
No pride
Lost wives
None wise
Gone long before we arrived

Our side
Thought forever could be our rhyme

What curse
It's surge
Right from the womb as fire

It scars
Sticks to the mind this time

In line
With us and our desires

We sight
With eyes
To see in the dark, deep black

No longer can smile inside

How nice
Such a facade, glass ice

It shines
When exposed to the heat and light

Abide
By whose code
While outside the world burns bright

Fog white
Can't measure its breadth, so die

Like time
As lost as all nine lives

No longer can lie this time
For you are no longer mine

Yet how
We tried
What heart cannot hate, kept high
To hide us and all our lies
Your self-righteous alibis

And now
It ends
With neither goodnight nor goodbyes

As friends
We suffered before our time

Now you're with that jerk's two lice
While these tears turn to jokes too dry
And further apart we fly
Through such blue and perfect skies
Only stepping out at night
With each coming dawn, twilight

Copyright © Christopher Vincent Aquino | Year Posted 2018

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  1. Date: 12/29/2018 7:26:00 AM

    There are times of the day that allow for reflection on what is lost; I feel your pain, Christopher, its never easy losing the one you love. Have a great day.

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