Twinkling Stars & Dying Graves

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One by one......

The turning wheels pass me.


Lights come......

Then leave me in shadows.


The cold swallows me......

Covering me in ice.


The world makes me blue......

Only leaving the color red.


My company twinkles......

They're too far to reach.


My mouth moves......

But no words leave.


Help will not come for me......

I stay put, not able to move.


My hope falls down the cliff......

My faith in the trash......

My thoughts in the air......

My abilities locked up......


My tears kiss my cheeks......

Then soon make icicles.


Colors of red hug me......

And feelings drift away.


A bright light looks at me......

Just starring, not moving an inch.


My eyes start to close......

A hand reaches for me.


Someone pulls me up......

But it's too late.


I look down......

The cold is now gone.


I look away......

Not able to bare this no longer.


The sun rises......

I look once again.


Flowers cuddle the stone at my feet.

I look closer.


My face looks back at me......

No tears are able to form.


I sit in despair......

My heart leaves me.


I lay and close my eyes......

I have to stay like this forever.

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