And I, my heart so bitterly was broken,
by the lifeless branches of a tree long rotten,
And the winds did come from the east,
And the sun did shine upon that horizon,
And the moon did reveal itself from the opaque
skies and my heart has taken needle and string,
and sown its pieces from shreds,
And there I am, beneath the cruel moonlight,
beneath your taunting gaze, reminding
my ameliorate heart from the dreams stolen,
for I've been lost as a muse and have been found
a woman, in this deceiving maze I stand, from this
cowardly maze I escape.
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Ambivalent
PoetryEvanescent were my thoughts, Until the sight of you became manifested in my daydreams, And I find myself ambivalent~ thinking unrequited love renders me unwilling to let go, but knowing, with miserable rumination, that the heart only heals when...