Expedient indenture
My inventor
For all I am I want to let go
The light bulb lost its glow
The ink on my paper had dried and settled
In thoughts of love and sadness where I meddled
Still I try to erase the memory of you
What do I do?
The walls close in and I am trapped
Breathing in the dark of space
The energy in the air slowly sapped
As the expression leaves my face
I was happy… so happy
But sadly
I will never be again
© The Sad Owl
The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
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