Metered Thoughts
Thursday, June 13, 2019
Empty Sunsets Full of Light
As sunlight dims and softly slips away
The pink horizon only glows.
The warmth? An illusion
As with all days,
Night falls
Hope calls
A complex maze
Without a solution
My sad heart faces what it knows:
The end of yet another lonely day
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