Thursday, June 13, 2013

A Dying Wish

I bear the seed
of ruin
A golden age
turned to stone;
Elysium, to dust

For this,
a tragic journey
A vision
of a dying embrace
Scattered earth
Silence

Where Echonia wept,
I sank into the silent desert

Fallen am I,
in the solitude
of a broken promise
I cried alone

My empyrean is a scar
from the memory of a beautiful life
Forever was her name

Fulfillment lost
in a lifetime of regret
Ornate peace
would cover me,
as I would die now
for one last wish

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