i knew once,
on a speechless night,
a girl of such enchantment that
i could weep for hours knowing only of her life
she was
alluring
and for years i kept her in my heart
to sanctify the enshrouding light
which so constantly mocked my weakest inquiries
i sensed then that i was beckoned;
silently, while secretly wailing my essence for her...
for only
her
continuously
i've discovered her
more existent within me
than i have ever known
but now
i utterly curse the heavens
which have buoyantly sought
to have her
forsake me
and i long
to be no more.
on a speechless night,
a girl of such enchantment that
i could weep for hours knowing only of her life
she was
alluring
and for years i kept her in my heart
to sanctify the enshrouding light
which so constantly mocked my weakest inquiries
i sensed then that i was beckoned;
silently, while secretly wailing my essence for her...
for only
her
continuously
i've discovered her
more existent within me
than i have ever known
but now
i utterly curse the heavens
which have buoyantly sought
to have her
forsake me
and i long
to be no more.
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