Memories grip my heart tightly,
lost in yesterday I wander,
all dishevelled, most unsightly.
Precious life away I squander.
Lost in yesterday I wander,
gone all purpose, void emotion.
Life o'ercomes with profound ponder,
permitting no fresh-formed notion.
All dishevelled, most unsightly,
days obsessed with love's defection.
Nothing can I think of lightly,
little hurts like lost affection.
Precious life away I squander,
though around me friends' hearts cherish.
Conscious thought AWOL absconder,
shake me, wake me, lest I perish.
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