He heard the simple words she said
Soft lips they pierced against his heart
His world just drifts and falls away
And from within it falls apart
A cage that was never built to last
Familiar shiver jolts down ‘neath his spine
Of chilling echoes of images past
Drawn from memory of a once feeble time
His pencil shades the spaces hollowed
Connect the dots to re-tune and sync
Blanket the skies and light the morrow
To seek balance on filth and a frail limp
As he passed procession of their sudden death
In red tears he solemnly, and reluctantly wept
And hushed with a gasp of life’s cold breath
No mere simple words, he felt and thus fell
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