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We take our bow; it's finally over now.
***
I drive your way; there's nothing else to say.
As the angels spread their wings
and fly.
I close my eyes.
I wish you all the same.
****
You left me; you couldn't stand to wait.
Our love didn't have a
sell-by date.
Just because you're not here,
doesn't mean I don't love you
all the same.
****
Under a setting sun,
she cries for what's yet to come.
Only He is in control,
and He threw it all away.
We throw our hands up.
Asking to be saved.
There's no one listening
when we need it most
So take the final bow
When the clock strikes
our finite time
one will never know
just how grand the illusion is.
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
Comments (4)
Loved the final bow mention as we are all actors on a grand stage of endless performances. Well done.
The old love story that plays for us all. Well said my dear. Yet life goes on.
Wow. This is incredible. Well done.
Heavy stuff. I enjoyed this thoroughly.