So far, in funerals,
Reflections lost and tender
Collapse continually in beauty
Stealing God of His essence
Now that angels have learned to weep
I always knew, one day, the skies would open
Not to take us, but to witness Heaven break away
To witness palaces sink into the oceans
Quite distant,
Seams of a hidden nature precipitate remnants of lost dreams,
Of truths within souls far too sad to understand
May I ask, who will know that you have remembered?
By chance, will destiny feel sympathy for abandoning a man?
Or will he be left to wonder....
...for so long,
Penitence has been my sincerity
Dedicated to the epiphanies of failure
A most forlorn diffidence has crippled my senses,
My will of existence
And for this, again,
I am sorry
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