(un)titled rhyme

at least
at last
dreams fly
at half mast

there is no end
to forever
but the promise
tends to die
there is no
second chance
just memory
to deny

it’s the fall
before the landing
it’s the lack
of understanding
it’s the promise
of tomorrow
it’s the truth
painted with sorrow

at least
at last
dreams fly
at half mast

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