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 Abandoned Dreams

Dreams that clutch with skeletal hands,
Memories of love and visions grand.
Yearnings that tug at an aching heart;
Tearing asunder, breaking apart.

Abandoned to decay, those dreams of yore,
Though once they were my soul and core.
Unseen wounds may still run deep;
Gnawing on mind and troubling sleep.

Spectral foes that linger still,
Eroding confidence, sapping will.
What sense to struggle with heedless fate?
Too mighty to battle, too formless to hate.

Yawning emptiness, a vast dark hollow;
The endless void my hopes all swallow.
Surely this life holds a greater goal,
For a weary heart and troubled soul.






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