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Sorrow

Doth thou see  
darkness’s inevitability?  
Commeth ye who comprehend,  
all that begins must come to an end.  
 
Woeful and tasteless life  
get thee behind me  and my strife,    
bothersome thou hath become  
with tribulation and affliction.  
 
Sweet nightingale wilt thou sing  
a soul-soothing melody  
to remove love’s sting,  
fading for a while this travesty?  
 
Thou hast seen the rain from mine eyes  
and knowest the sorrow that dwells inside,  
be thou my vision, nightingale of mine,  
the balm that heals my heart’s malign.  
 
Gypsy red  
Dec.2011
 
 
   
Written by marielavoue (Gypsy Red)
Published | Edited 2nd Aug 2012
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