Until the sun darkens,
Until the star down falls,
Until the earth freezes,
Until the wind stops,
I could have waited
But,
I didn’t
I rushed myself,
Leaving all the chances behind,
Now I mourn,
I can’t bear the pain
All those golden chances shattered
Like a glass,
Which actually never existed
I am in no state
Of,
Holding myself
Because you will be gone,
And you were the daffodil,
Who kept me blessed and scented
Now that you’re gone
I wait for myself to burn,
And,
Turn to ashes.
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