Category : Poems
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Let the wind fill your sails,
Take you away from this hell.
Feel a teardrop touch my eye,
As I stand here waving goodbye.
The sadness has but one true form,
And I wear it around like a suit of thorns.
You disappear in the distance,
The last of you I got to witness.
In the quiet all alone,
I face the shambles of an empty home.
And as the sun begins to set,
I lay down to forever rest.