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Sorrow
Doth thou see
darkness’s inevitability?
Commeth ye who comprehend,
all that begins must come to an end.
Woeful and tasteless life
get thee behind me and my strife,
bothersome thou hath become
with tribulation and affliction.
Sweet nightingale wilt thou sing
a soul-soothing melody
to remove love’s sting,
fading for a while this travesty?
Thou hast seen the rain from mine eyes
and knowest the sorrow that dwells inside,
be thou my vision, nightingale of mine,
the balm that heals my heart’s malign.
Gypsy red
Dec.2011
darkness’s inevitability?
Commeth ye who comprehend,
all that begins must come to an end.
Woeful and tasteless life
get thee behind me and my strife,
bothersome thou hath become
with tribulation and affliction.
Sweet nightingale wilt thou sing
a soul-soothing melody
to remove love’s sting,
fading for a while this travesty?
Thou hast seen the rain from mine eyes
and knowest the sorrow that dwells inside,
be thou my vision, nightingale of mine,
the balm that heals my heart’s malign.
Gypsy red
Dec.2011
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