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Feb 2011
She walks in shadows of lost love,
all her dreams long left behind,
abandoned by the gods above,
lost too long for them to find.

Dark clouds hang above her heart,
drops of rain that drench her soul,
cold winds blowing through her mind,
tears beyond her self control.

She stares into the lake of hope,
the waves reflecting on her face,
she lets go of life’s fraying rope,
to find true love in death’s embrace.
Nekatu Poetry © Arik Fletcher
Arik Fletcher
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