Friday, May 25, 2012

Hope

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

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