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Surrender to Meloncholy
 
I
have nothing to give

For
my tears of longing
have dried in the wind
of reality

While the heart
still yearns for possibilities
that never can be

Why......

Why does the mind
still wander through
the past

Asking questions
that can make
no difference
now

For time
or therefore
the lack of it
rules
what is left of destiny

In time.........
wounds heal
and fade from sight
but live forever in the
mind.

Like shadow figures
seen
on a blurred screen
as you close your
eyes
each night

By seelie

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