Sunset Death

by Shealee   Mar 21, 2005


I sit alone this warm summer evening
Before me is a sunset.
A sunset like the ones we sat together and watched.
Now th memories come flooding back to me
And turn into tears
These tears get to heaving so i have to let them run
Run down, down, down my face
Off to the ground
Where no one can find them
These will be the last tears i will shed of you.
For i close my eyes
And wait for the sunset to rise again
For a new day
For a new life
Up in heaven....

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