And then there were none

And then there were none,
None of those I sent for you,
You little sideline of my life.

There were none anymore,
Not a single petal to cover your face,
Not a single faith to crumble time's mace.

At the dead of August, at the advent of peace,
Words like mine will never ever miss,
Miss the chance to kiss, kissing in the bliss…

And then there were none,
Standing tall and still.
Standing, falling one by one…

There were none anymore,
Not a single world for you to consume
Not a single word for me to conjure.

At the dead of summer, insanity's eclipse
Words like these shall try to bring in peace,
Peace of mind, of soul, of us.

And then there were no more dreams to share
And then there was this dark barrier of air
And then it broke and then you died
And then I fell down, I broke and I cried…