I wish I never met thee
For when I saw you love ensnared
For how can I escape the Beauty you entailed?
Yet I suspect I stand alone
For my love, you give not a care
Fate has put me in a place that is quite unfair.
But upset I shouldn't be
For memory will lose your face
The laughter that we shared will echo in its place.
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 9:15 PM UTC
I wish I never met thee
For when I saw you love ensnared
For how can I escape the Beauty you entailed?
Yet I suspect I stand alone
For my love, you give not a care
Fate has put me in a place that is quite unfair.
But upset I shouldn't be
For memory will lose your face
The laughter that we shared will echo in its place.
Experimenting with syllable patterns
