Infinite Brevity
My love life’s a death,
That never will end,
That never begins.
I’m falling away,
In gloomy abyss
Of errors and sins.
The fires of love,
In cold ice are sealed,
Forever forgotten.
A thumping young heart,
Its meaning has lost,
In this world, so rotten.
The singing of birds,
By loud cry is smothered
And terror will reign.
The cheerful, red cheeks
Are cold now and wrinkled
From this constant pain.
A great azure river,
That grew many flowers
Deceased suns are crying,
But no one will hear
And no one will know.
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