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by Steven Croat Mar 20, 2012
Friendship, family /
The night ticking
and dissolved into silver dust.
This second can be the last.
Where are you?
on the grey street.
There isn't a trace!
Just a huge dark space...
I see the upset sky.
I can't find you,
in vain I try...
your smoldering light
don't wave in the night...
Beautiful poem! enjoyed reading.. 5/5
by Steven Croat
Thank you for reading and commenting!
Awww....this is a pretty poem...:)
Thank you! :)
Grate poem the best i read so far
Awsome so cute ur really talented love ur worke
Thank you very much!I am happy:)