In evening’s trembling dark I stay,
As silence brushes down my face.
I’d keep my faith and not betray
The grief-scorched crown I once embraced.
The pages shiver in the air,
Forgotten words begin to live.
I’d play each part and lay it bare,
And buried pain a voice I’d give.
My fingers close on empty air,
The ringing thread is torn in two.
I’d find a simpler love to share,
But fear forgetting joy I knew.
Spark after spark, the embers fade,
What burned my days has lost its flame.
Yet in my soul one whisper stays:
Alone forever — you remain.
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© Copyright: Алекс Мунк, 2026
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