when the music fades and their songs stop
their light fades away into a darkened void
where do they lie
who's there to cry
when angels die
when love subsides and two hearts
no longer beat as one
who's there to cry
when love dies
who's there to cry
when everything dies
~ D Donner ~
When Live Dies
Ashes become dust
and, in the fullness
of time, a little sprig
of green pokes through
the detritus to grow
on old love's leavings.
.
Stella
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