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All words have left,
My soul distraught,
As their silence rings,
Some sweet solace.
Look into the eyes,
Of broken tears,
To question once,
That fading light.
Brought to her hair,
A beauty thus,
And to her face,
A gleaming joy,
One so rare,
Within her place.
Kiss gently that,
Of passing dreams,
A memory,
Captured high,
Into a mind,
Where destruction rides.
Do not let go,
Just hold on tight,
Before it rules,
This single night.