Where did you go
hang still by the edge
You went to help
But forgotten, again
A drift in the wind
Tears long dried, dust
Building on eyes
Tightened by strain
Hung like a lonely villain
Knuckles locked and laced
I rock with the cliff-side
All memories fading away
Turning dark and frail
I hold on to hope
You will remember me
But a sea breeze barks
And one buckle left
My neck will crack
And down, down, down
To the sea bed below
Where forgotten souls rest
In the tides, picked
By the buzzards
Forever.
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