The dove that died

love is the thing that coats the mist
shadowing the one which it kissed
it hits the wall with its fist
above is the thing that brought it on
it sat there glittering in the dawn
he is the one who sang my song
the dove dies as midnight strike
lost to the shadows died with the light
it took one last shove to kill the dove
and bring down with it the last of my love

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