After a lifetime of knowing

True love dies together.
One is always holding on.
Pleading for forever.
As the end is being torn.
One day the balance is broken.
Someone will be left alone.
After a lifetime of knowing.
Holding a bag of bones.
At the ledge of turning back.
Forced to remember what's left.
The heart will be attacked.
As feet stumble to step.
There's a line of letting go.
In a sense of no more.
Carrying a love shows.
Abandoned and on a lonelt tour.

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