“Loss In Lost”

At 2 a.m. emptiness meets
Silence with blood-red
Eyes burning for oblivion
Or a kiss.
Kiss.
-is.
The sun coming back
With dawns charging steeds
Chasing away ineffectual need
Or is that a friend.
Friend
-end.
Less everyday the urge exists
To make the attempt against
Fate’s indomitable ordained decree
Or that’s just life.
Life.
-i.
Feel nothing inside anymore
Screams the hollow echo bereaving
For both smiles and tears
For they’re just gone.
Gone.
-on.

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