Melancholia

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There's a part of her soul that she keeps hidden for it is now a dried withered leaf being life ridden

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There's a part of her soul
that she keeps hidden
for it is now a dried withered leaf
being life ridden

A little hope
that's all it wished for
a twinkle in her dark sky
someone out there to adore
her and help her cope

No bursts of dawn
appeared and drawn
to the darkness
she let go of herself
to the eternity
of melancholia

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