Lament Poem by BLESS JOY
Lament
A cry in vain from the bottomless pit,
A call from deep within the soul,
I turn round and stride back through,
The lost ways of abandoned days..
For, I am no moon just the twilight
Auroras brush past, withering memories
Blooming dreams -wilt out and die..
I am the past, the shadow of mine
Beneath my broken heart lay my dreams
Behind my weird face lay my fantasies
Lamenting for my lost soul..
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