Elegy

Elegy
without rhythm
nonsense, no trance
Like a poem
the death come with a kiss
without need of eulogy
the embrace is cold, without bliss
No matter if it is
night or day
this sadness don’t go away
Elegy
the end of agony?
Eulogy
the way that sadness perform their symphony?

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