Remnants~

What’s left is just this-

A slip of a girl,

tossed and furled.

Days become nights

and then its just twilight.

What be you?

And what be me?

Questions of unanswered questions;

Puzzle pieces

We fall like dominoes.

Now look at me as I look at you

What is left?

Just shadows of the truth.

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