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I’m standing here
At the end

I’ve woken up,
Half asleep

And after all the bright and all the loud
The pain, the love, the happiness
The feeling

Something dies.

Quietly,

An echo, a lament,
A dance of the sweetest tears

Muffled voices carry me there

To the pouring memories,
Washed away by rain

And in holding this perishing
Failing warmth
I find comfort

In that;

There’s nothing left to say
But,
Goodnight.
©2008-2009 ~amaya-night-rain
:iconamaya-night-rain:

Author's Comments

Listening to;

Tears and Rain -James Blunt.

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:iconoddworldianprincess:
Wow, that's really pretty and descriptive, I've felt like that before, I'm sure I have.

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“Humans are pathetic, only by destroying beliefs and hopes shall they be able to evolve. Only by destroying religion and science shall they be able to remain pure” -OddworldianPrincess
:iconamaya-night-rain:
^^
Thank you!

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Not for self
But empire
:iconmeeden:
powerful words forming emotions within - reflecting back on sorrowful moments as if each rain drop represents them. :butterfly:
:iconamaya-night-rain:
<3

It really wasn't mean to be sad...

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Not for self
But empire
:icongeorgiechaos:
It ain't so often that I find a poem that makes me shiver, Holly.

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Most men lead lives of quiet desperation, and go to the grave with the song still in them. - Henry David Thoreau
[link] It be worth reading.
:iconamaya-night-rain:
:) Thanks seb!

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Not for self
But empire

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