"Feelings abounded,"
Ayeglasses 

Due time, I simply could not find,
The place that once bubbled kindly,
All of what was my finding,
Was lost.

Forests surrounded,
Feelings abounded,
Guilt confounded,
I found it.

Fear was gripping,
Capability was slipping,
My hope was drifting,
You were slowly sifting,
I left that place swiftly.

It had ended far before,
What was in store...
I needed more.

Falling to the floor.

(This poetry stuff is sort of fun)

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