In my eyes, the stars are going out
One by one, each a little piece of my soul
Withered and dying, like leaves on a chilled autumn eve
Soon the cold, bleak and barren, will be all that’s left
Darkness prevails
There is no bliss
Joy, a thing of the past
Happiness reigns no more
I see the same echoed in each of us
And I weep for all we have lost
So much we will never know
My heart aches for what must remain undone
Where there was hope, now a vast emptiness
A wasteland that was once the garden of our combined dreams
Gone
All gone
Nothing left save sadness
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