Tragedy,
something so familiar and safe to see from a distance,
always quoting the fallen,
dreaming of what we would do,
say or even feel in the presence of,
yeah this is tragedy.
All you need is one life to understand the concept of infinite potential of someone who is gone.
Its such shame a youngster has met his end, the finish
He never watched the dawn rise again.
Leaving you cold and empty.
The bells have proved you lost your sanity.
Heavy breathing,
emotional whispers and each word twisting your soul like a man high on ether.
The bells ring today,
ringing to sound the ending,
ending symbolizing,
symbolizing a new beginning.
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Submission Name: The Bells
