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Façade


As the days blindly walked on by,
The only trajectory left was to try.
Surroundings erupted, everything went wrong,
That didn’t matter, the desires pushed on forward like a song.
It yearned for the hope and love,
No matter what had happened, she would reach for above.
It was thought that it could have been meant to be,
But that was a façade, false hopes that just wanted to see.
Thirsting onward, living each day only with happiness,
Only for that one being, that never seemed to cause any sadness.
Those words that were softly said,
Only provoked tears that were later to be shed.
Walls bombarded in between as the days grew old,
The longing desires were still kept firm and bold.
It was the only care that was shown in the lost life,
Not even the effort to notice that it caused strife.
Time had quickly ceased when doubts crawled up the floor,
The unexpected words pierced through the red door.
It was then the streams rushed on about,
As the sword pierced through the center causing an inaudible shout.
The cacophonous silence crept through as all was shattered,
Black and white splattered the mind, for nothing mattered.
Those last three words that patiently waited,
Had no chance what so ever, as the pain only inflated.
…Why…why…why…
Is it already time to say goodbye?