come here softly
before the silent dawn breaks
the sirens sound
the heed dissipates
the love is wasted
let's not pretend
the odds battle against us
we've been marked for this end
the love is wasted
a different dream
a different life
immortality would be nice
you know what's coming,
the dawn will break
the love is wasted
foolish and young
we wasted our love
the explosions ricochet
the ashes rain
the kiss of death
the love is wasted
our slumped bodies
could not bear the load
skin is left
fragile remains
reminders of our predestined fate,
arriving now
fragile remains
reminders of our misplaced hopes
the love is wasted
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this poem accompanies the song Cold Skin by To Kill A King, and was a prompt by @timeisnow called the "carmina poetry contest"
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