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lying Amidst Shards Of Hope

Updated on October 17, 2009

Lying Amidst Shards of Hope





thy name is my soul,
quivering on the

brink of love lost,
my heart hammers,
a mallet on cold bronze
she has spurned my beseeching
seeking castles

beyond my means
somewhere in the

lofty clouds above.

I am but a

common urn,
holding the ashes of my passion.

She is a Goddess
with downcast lashes
denying me access to
her most heavenly eyes.

I would fall on my sword
but my heart is
already torn asunder,
thus I will vanish much like
my spirit has faded.

Into the mere shadow of
what was once a man
seeking exquisite love
and suffering

cruel consequences.


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