The last night

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The last night *

 

The time before us ends

This place before we cease *

That moment before it dies.

 

Feelings that wish to fade,

Best forgotten in the midst of night.

Memories half there but made,

Lingering on to a broken, beaten heart.

 

Typing that waxes and wanes,

Hesitant to bring upon this close.

Pleasing with opportunities,

Yet willing to state by no's. *

 

Till we reach a stalemate,

That ever consuming abyss.

Then minutes counted before the hit,

My closure of a click.

 

A flame flickers then burns out,

An eye lid finally shuts,

And the long awaited silence falls.