The End, Volume Seven

The End, Volume Seven

A Poem by scarlynn

The last flame is out, 
was there any inferno? 
Dreams about you from across the ocean, 
my riverbank wasn't wide enough 
for any possibility of a landing.

© 2017 scarlynn


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LAst two lines are deadly.

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