EvanescenceA Poem by Ana B.What use is there of my vigilance ... The end comes even to the brightest star Drowning in self indulgence How far is far… Floating in the oblivion’s lagoon Not really wanting to know the answer. Humming along with this blue afternoon This ghostly shadow dancer… Your heart is melting slowly - The sweetest lie Killing me softly
But there are worse ways to die. © 2016 Ana B.Author's NoteReviews
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