Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Sunset

One day the sun will not rise.

One day the sun will fall from the sky.

One day the crash will shatter in fire.

I don't want to think of days
The destruction it will bring.

I don't want to hear the death note
In the inevitable swan song she'll sing.

What will we orbit around then?
What will bind us together?

It's the waiting for kills me.

I don't know if we'll ever be ready.

To miss the day
The mornings warmth

The frigid eve
Will never halt

One day the sun will fall from the sky.

One day we'll fall out of orbit.

One day we'll be ready.

For the sunshine to go.

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