Falling, falling, a lone star is falling,
About to die and its spark is gone,
Fondled in fire, ever so igniting,
And ached for someone who adored the sun.
Falling,falling, a mirror is falling,
Breaking in slivers that could break no more,
Frail its frame, melancholic its howling,
No tape could mend it so it lost its core.
Falling, falling, the world is falling,
Devoured by the devil, mankind is wrecked,
Tainted with blood, scarlet sea is trembling,
And sky is burning with no ashes left.
Ain't falling in love's like falling for bait?
Heart fell in arson, was falling its fate?
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An Ode to Melancholy
PoetryThe ink made of sky Drenches the dusty page Tales that dropped From the clouds in my head. •More Than Ever Blue •The Monsters Who Wore Human Flesh •The Tale of That Time •In Loving Memory of •Void Heart •The Wounded Child •The Fallen Fate •Unlike t...
