Saturday, December 9, 2017

None is the sound that came around*


None is the sound that came around*

Tho a bit of exhaustion that this day gave
To reach this final point in my heart that it saves
As each minute moved about and it also crept along
Darkness was to replace this where the evening now belonged
So my eye lids are now heavy as they close slowly down
I hear no longer the day that now passed without a sound

Dom*Colucci © 2014

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