Down Is Not Forgotten 27/02/23

charlie stu
Feb 27, 2023
1 min read

Sad Songs

Quiet rooms lit by quieter chords,

glowing in reflected notes,

dancing with regret-wracked chords.

Candles and ballads,

old hurts and new loves,

unstarted and unfinished living,

letting us bask in a melancholic gloaming.

Dream of old friends and futures wrapped in this sad song.

Shock

Crack my crystalline composure.

Shatter my glass dreams of peace.

This marble was proven false,

brittle and broken under life's pressure.

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