The Slow Decline

The slow decline takes its toll
The end draws near

To all the loyal souls who bit their lips and brought me flowers
Who spoke aloud their stories as my mind came and went
And sang me to sleep as our eyes filled with water
And colored in my world when shadows called to me

To all the loyal souls who kept the earth at my feet
Thank you, and farewell



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Chorley
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