I, The Poet - Closure

Closure.

A bell that rings ever true, everclear.

The rolling quiet after the cacophony of angry bells

The re-ignition of candles put out in an empty cathedral

Following the death of who you once were

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Follow me into quiet corridors

A silencing of the mind so busy with what ifs

The slowing down of hands fast with the worrying of many minds

So busy with what if’s

Could have’s

Should have’s

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The final act to the many

That have kept us awake for what feels like eternity

Centuries

Hours.

Days.

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Closure.

The gentle helping hands

That close doors to worried words

Hasty feelings and irrational decisions

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Move fast and fare thee well forever

My dear old friend, I depart onto bigger things

I’ve walked in the fields but the valley is more beautiful now than it ever has been

For my soul rests at peace

Closure.

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