Wayward child,
You were the last breath
Of a dying star.
Angel of fallen wing,
The rogue wind took
And carried you
Into the horizon
As swiftly as you came.
Your Song's lament
Not even the heavens
Could console.
The ashes
Of your decrepit Love
Not even the urn
Of my devotion
Could carry.
Maiden of grief
Unquenchable flame,
I bury our dreams
Beneath the still sand
Resting-place
Of our final excursion.
You were the last breath
Of a dying star.
Angel of fallen wing,
The rogue wind took
And carried you
Into the horizon
As swiftly as you came.
Your Song's lament
Not even the heavens
Could console.
The ashes
Of your decrepit Love
Not even the urn
Of my devotion
Could carry.
Maiden of grief
Unquenchable flame,
I bury our dreams
Beneath the still sand
Resting-place
Of our final excursion.
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