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'Tis a broken song to sing, a bleak melody to ponder The aching loneliness doth bring, wounds not healing any longer Tune flows out like streams of blood, lyrics sharp and somber A poet's hurt such as a flood, waves crashing ever stronger Teardrops of the mighty flood, have now trickled to a river Feet treading through the layers of mud, in their failing feat they quiver A siren weeping ripples here, mourning love thou refused to give her That broken song caressing ears, a touch chilling as a shiver Her throat burns yet she goes on, soft enough to make the earth quake The very ground thou steps upon, rumbling with her tragic ache How doth thou turn a blind eye, she's been torn by thou mistake Her very soul doth cry, while thou can hardly even shake A storm 'tis passed tonight, though thou shall not repent Siren sings beneath blue moonlight, of the love she doth resent A lullaby to make thou tremble, deep beneath the twisted torment No longer shall she dissemble, all but you shatter at the poet's lament
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Aug 28, 2020
Aug 28, 2020 at 7:21 PM UTC
Poet's Lament
'Tis a broken song to sing, a bleak melody to ponder The aching loneliness doth bring, wounds not healing any longer Tune flows out like streams of blood, lyrics sharp and somber A poet's hurt such as a flood, waves crashing ever stronger Teardrops of the mighty flood, have now trickled to a river Feet treading through the layers of mud, in their failing feat they quiver A siren weeping ripples here, mourning love thou refused to give her That broken song caressing ears, a touch chilling as a shiver Her throat burns yet she goes on, soft enough to make the earth quake The very ground thou steps upon, rumbling with her tragic ache How doth thou turn a blind eye, she's been torn by thou mistake Her very soul doth cry, while thou can hardly even shake A storm 'tis passed tonight, though thou shall not repent Siren sings beneath blue moonlight, of the love she doth resent A lullaby to make thou tremble, deep beneath the twisted torment No longer shall she dissemble, all but you shatter at the poet's lament
dedicated to a dear friend of mine. heartbreak is never easy <3
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19/F/USA
Aug 28, 2020
Aug 28, 2020 at 7:21 PM UTC
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