To Bid You Farewell


I am awaiting the sunrise
gazing modestly through the coldest morning
once it came you lied
embracing us over autumn´s proud treetops
I stand motionless
in a parade of falling rain
you voice i cannot hear
as i am falling again
Devotion eludes
and in sadness i lumber
in my own ashes i am standing without a soul
she wept and whispered: "i know..."
We walked into the night
am i to bid you farewell?
Why can't you see that i try
when every tear i shed
is for you?

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