She smothered the blazing flames
Left aglow by long-gone drifters,
With the raindrops
From her cloudy eyes
The incandescence appeared much dimmer—
Die down
Die down she cried,
Kiss the earth with your final ember,
Leave me dark, forgotten and all alone
Like he did to me last December.
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