FADE
Love HAS FADED, FROM MY DOOR,
NOTHING LEFT, TO ADORE.
SADNESS COMES,WITH A FEVER PITCH,
GONE IS THE LOVE, THAT WAS SO RICH.
CAN YOU TELL ME, WHERE IT'S GONE,
IS IT ALSO, THERE ALONE.
WEEPING BECAUSE, IT IS LOST,
ENDURING THE AWFUL COST.
TWISTING AND BINDING,YOUR VERY SOUL,
MAKING YOU FEEL, OH SO COLD.
AS FOND MEMORIES, BEGIN TO FADE,
DISPAIR AND GRIEF, WILL INVADE.
THE HAND OF DEATH, GRIPS YOUR HEART,
SUICIDAL TENDENCES, WILL START.
YOU SINK LOWER AND LOWER, INTO THE PIT,
PRAYING THE PAIN, WOULD JUST QUIT.
DRAWING YOU DEEPER, INTO IT'S GRASP
YOU'LL SEE THE LIGHT, AT LONG LAST.
PULLING YOURSELF UP, FOR THE FINAL FIGHT,
WILL YOU SUCCUMB TO THE DARKNESS, OR THE LIGHT.
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