Always you were so alive,
Bright smile and dark mischief within.
Eyes searching across the club
Seeking out new lives to collide.
Together we’d drink and dance
Room electric with your high spirits.
How can that light of yours dim
Always you were so alive.
Always you were so alive,
Too alive to meet that death
What hate or love behind that blade
Could cut a life like yours?
But death can steal the living
As swiftly as it takes the dying
And somehow you are gone, yet
Always you are so alive.
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Fragments of Love & Death
PoetryA collection of poems inspired by my loves, my dreams and those who I have lost.