Her Dreams drifting, deepened and watered down,
She’s Lonesome, sunken and so battered, a tilted crown
Casting away like a dead mans corpse,
Shipwrecked on lifes long mysterious course,
Crying, raging from the soul within,
For a love lost, crushed and aching
Is this my destiny am I this forsaken.

Clinging to a life that knows no nothing of care,
Im drowning and sinking beneath a million tears,
Captured, enslaved and compelled by a love
That’s almost as non existent as a majestic blue dove
A love thats saddened and filled with fear,
To be enriched by one who brings love a sweet tear.



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