A bitter day...
Today She Leaves
The morning rises in utmost woe,
but to her my sorrow I must not show.
I cannot bear for her to leave,
To be without her, I can't conceive.
In the sky we share the sight,
where metallic birds fly into the light.
In her eyes im fixed as stone,
As tears run down on their own.
She's in my arms just before the gate,
As the bitter departure cruelly waits.
But as she holds me, time suspends,
And from those eyes hope ascends.
Today She Left
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