THE LAST CALL

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When stars fall out of the sky and

all lights fade into silence.

When you grow cold

Eyes grow old

Touch grows cold

Stars fall out of the sky

And lights still fade.

After years

After hours

After moments

That never mattered

You grow cold

Love grows cold

Eyes grow old

And love fails..falls,

Fucked up and silent

Foolish and waiting

In the corner.

When the universe no longer

Yields to your commands

When the mirror finally breaks

And all you are left with is glass

You grow old

touch grows cold

eyes grow old

And all of the stars still

Fall out of the sky

It’s time for the last call.

 

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~ R.M. ENGELHARDT