I watch her summer shine fade into gray
With eyes unchanging for her autumn smile
With a heart that beats the sessions away.
For once I wish time would stall for a while.
Of faded, fallen dreams, she cries aloud
For loss of life and the triumph of fear
Against the failure of strength, in her shroud
I weep with willows as winter draws near.
The last breeze sighs and I know "we" is gone.
It covers her, bitter, cold, still and white.
Alone, see the break of the spring sun's dawn
And never did I so despise it's light.
Without her I can't help but loathe the spring
Constant, bound within this infinite ring.
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