Endings (Whispers Of A Dying Day)


I am but a shadow in the mirror

Unreachable

Falling

In a never ending spiral

A clock ticks

Chimes

The fire and I are dying

Each a slow death

Drowning

A thousand shades of blue

Melting

Slipping away without a ripple

Like the whispers

Of a dying day

© Ann Bagnall

 

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