She looked at me
with Armageddon eyes.
A silent sigh obliterated the night,
and I knew that the end was nigh.
The door would be slammed shut
on all hope we held in our blood.
The words almost a whisper,
as if they were also dying inside.
She walked into the night without a goodbye
just a tear splashing in tidal waves at my feet,
and I walked the other way.
Dismay meet anxiety.
My mind - Plasticine moulded memories
of days I can no longer find.
Fragile teardrop recall
of days I can no longer weep,
for they left without a goodbye
whilst I was walking away
in a deep sleep.
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