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PASSING FADING STARS
I held you close-
Held your head-
You were talking from the bleeding mouths on your wrists.
I saw sunlight-
Sunset red-
I felt the final breath from a beautiful death.
Let the God take you into its comforting hands-
You will never find comfort from this species of man-
Or come back to me-
Passing fading stars-
From the unknown
bring back
that comfort to my arms.
Held your head-
You were talking from the bleeding mouths on your wrists.
I saw sunlight-
Sunset red-
I felt the final breath from a beautiful death.
Let the God take you into its comforting hands-
You will never find comfort from this species of man-
Or come back to me-
Passing fading stars-
From the unknown
bring back
that comfort to my arms.
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