memories part six

Broken dreams
in hidden screams, in hidden ecstasies
we mourn our passing
as the light flashes slowly

We hear the music stop
And its only you and I left on the mute stage

Muses musing in the dark corridors
The hallways echo with our knowing laughter

Your flesh is real
ghostly
a memory

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