I stare at the setting sun
I feel its cold embrace
I stare it from this desolate hill
On this island of Fuu
I see my hopes sink with the setting sun
with its red fiery rays stinging my eyes.
I thought it was a nightmare-
That you've left me alone.
They told me-
the world
But I refused whatever they said
And believed that you are always with me
Until this day I received this letter of yours-
The letter that is this coffin
being lowered into the earth,
many feet below.
- Author: Brian Otucho (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 11th, 2025 12:55
- Category: Sad
- Views: 12
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