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Twilight, the end of love
Twilight, the end of love
At twilight i knew the true nature of failure
by morning this became an all to real feature
the cold feeling of drowning, being overwhelmed
by all the realizations that leave me eternally bound
at twilight i knew, that love had indeed died
slowly dissipated like the evening dew
only really, truly felt by so few
for the rest of us love is only a myth
at twilight i knew, that life would never be the same
and to myself i will point to blame
as why else did we seem to constantly fail
leaving all color looking dull and pale
by twilight i knew, that the light had faded
i knew that soon love would be jaded
nothing but a meaningless word to me
i would turn my back on it, love let me be
by Twilight i knew, i had lost you
i will lose myself eventually in everything i do
running, and eternally hiding from you, from love
from the very thing that opened me to emotion in the first place
By twilight i knew, for i heard the final slam of the door
i knew not to knock, for love resides here no more.
Critiques
weirdelf
18 years 9 months ago
this poem nearly made me throw the boook at the wall!