autumn joy

By autumnjoy

Not with a bang but a whimper

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper

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