Singing to the Void

Singing to the Void
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I continue to sing into nothingness
A voice to go unheard.
These scraps of melody
Not meant for anyone
Drift slowly into nothing
As I fade to Black.

Perched
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Finch on curled branch
as if asking me the time
tilts her tiny head

The Time?
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"I'm afraid I don't,"
I shrug an apology.
She flits off, annoyed.