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The Well

You fall so deep,
into memories,
and scary flashbacks.

It all comes back,
in a moment's time,
You tremble,
You remember your crime.

The law did not prohibit,
A world of emotions,
In search of freedom,
They let us feel.

Deep in pain,
And pure agony,
I saw the white light,
The last station of my train.

A quick turn,
A dripping palette,
Life had come back,
Derailed from its track.

Truly unexpected,
And with a soothing flow,
Came a joyful tear.

I wanted gold,
With a rising sunflower,
The growth of an era,
Seemingly endless.

And yet death rose,
Into jewelry,
And winter's dust,
I fell again,
It was the end.

A near milestone,
Shivered dry,
Dawn came,
And I began to cry.

The dead bouquet,
And dark waves,
had risen again,
A summer's miracle,
Which I hold tightly.

I hope you,
Make my eyes close lightly,
I hope you,
Shine through,
The dark wall.

I hope you,
Don't let me fall.

qk..

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