At The End Of The World

Michael Walters

Hobart, Australia

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lay where you are, it’s will be so long till light
there’s nothing out there, still the bad moon rises
your story sounds like gold dust blown off a mountain top
when you wake in the first hours it’s only frost that you breathe

and there’s an aching chill in here
and you panic to cling to warmth
and there’s no one left in this place
and you feel there’s nothing left to do…for you

oh no what have you done..this……time
there’s a million starts inside…your ..mind
and the air was cold that night..
you would still feel like home

you purify the good times, will you pass it round this time
there’s a pair of lonely eyes that stare into her night
why wonder what she’s wondering, it makes you forget
will the outside try to understand you if you prove yourself

and there’s an aching chill in here
and you panic to cling to warmth
and there’s no one left in this place
and you feel there’s nothing left to do…for you

oh no what have you done..this……time
there’s a million starts inside…your ..mind
and the air was cold that night..
you would still feel like home

-me

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