Letting Go, Part 1

Whisper chills
Down the spine
Falling, calling
Silent pine
Reaching, grasping
Missing fine
Breathing lost
Malaligned

Facing void
Of emptiness
Looking down
Nothing left
Eerie face of
Nothing less
Than weary hopes
And dreary deaths

Stars swirl round
Absent path
Dissolving in
The aftermath
Life be gone
A new one had
Condolences
Forsaking sad

Claw marks mark
The Letting Go
No return,
This is known
Turn to face
Those wildest fears
Finally silence
All those years

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