The day is cold.
The rain is hard.
I watch as the rain falls harshly on hollow graves.
I watch the suns last dancing rays before the light is swallowed by the
night.
I watch as he takes his last breath in life.
I watch as he dies with the suns last ray of light.
I watch as Apollo flies his soul to heaven.
I watch as he is judged by the Lord of heaven.
I watch as he cries in the fury of repentance.
I watch as he rest still forgiven.
I will always be the watcher.
Still here.
Alone always watching.

 
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