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The leaves tell
of the flower's death
of the hours spent
in this graveyard
no one tending to its pain
no one tending to its shame

Your eyes tell
of a star's death
its house drained
of old memories
of night holding within its claim
the light pending to pay its debt
The leaves tell   of the flower's death   of the hours spent   in this graveyard   no one tending to its pain   no one tending to its shame      Your eyes tell   of a star's death   its house drained   of old memories   of night holding within its claim   the light pending to pay its debt