The Sketch

Your life is as much empty
Like the Sketch, I left in that room
Half pencilled
To look and wonder
For you have erased me
From that base but
I am a part of you for eternity
Even you beg me to blacken further
The page hung on that wall
And I grant you the very wish
I am lost to the wind
Foaming over the sea
Free over the clouds
Gone forever
But you, you my dear
Is as much empty
Like the Sketch, I left in that room
Half pencilled.

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