Sunday, 11 September 2011

Everything ends

As all have a beginning
They, too, must have an end
In night's passing star
Or the river's twisting bend
As the shadows dance on the wall
In the black wolf's haunting call
At the end of another day
In the simplicity of a child's play
When the world takes its turn to cry
In the echoing of a broken-hearted goodbye
Yes, as all have a beginning
They, too, must have an end
In night's passing star
Or the river's twisting bend...

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