It seems the time
For lights to dim
Your soul eclipsed
My every whim
Darkness where I
Hath once stood
And be once more
If that I could
Trouble shadows
Your darkly path
Fainting screams
Beneath your wrath
Love destroyed
Inside your hand
Like wild fire
Destroys the land
Hatred is
Something learned
Nothing born
Nothing yearned
Nothing loved
Nothing wrought
Nothing wanted
Nothing sought
Nothing proud
Nothing flaunted
Nothing loved
When hearts are haunted
Not admired
And not cherished
Not desired
When love hath perished
Friday, May 25, 2012
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