Mourning Flower
Mourning Flower sunset stories
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zjw Poetry is the language of the stars
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This is a brief poem about a sunset

Mourning Flower

Blurred sounds rush by

Blurred sounds rush by with nothing to say

Blurred sounds rush by with nothing to say or mean.

Headlights switch on

Headlights switch on and become empty stars

Headlights switch on and become empty stars in a clear night sky.

The background of all the noise

The background of all the noise is a blood red rose.

A mourning flower

A mourning flower kills the day

A mourning flower kills the day, and greets it on the other side.

High beams

High beams demand our attention,

High beams demand our attention, but our eyes still melt

High beams demand our attention, but our eyes still melt as we watch the day die.

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