Alone
Lying on the floor,
At the edge of eternity,
Someone calls my name,
I let it ooze out today,
Never tried to resist,
Cheeks pale, lips have turned blue,
Didn’t want to hurt you anymore,
I suffer from faustian pain,
In a pool of conscience
That feels like blood,
The sky painted red today,
It rained without you,
As my face reflects on the cold waters of the street,
Couldn’t have grown old enough,
To not to love you anymore,
In turbulence of thoughts,
Someone painted my eyes red,
In the sky, on the floor,
I must have been here before,
And the window,
In this dark room
Shows breezing images,
Of the years gone by...
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