Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, October 25, 2022

Death

 Death comes in many forms, 

I have felt it more than once. 

The void that is left behind

darkens with each round. 


The heart no longer beats

and the tears no longer fall, 

the emotions are all but gone

and with them goes the song.




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