Alas love!
You are gone
You are gone into oblivion
Till the last hour of the dooms day's night
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The very nature of the youth in our mind's Can some times lead us Where our hearts might should not go for there is pain.. iip
This is outstanding poetry. At the beckoning of the unknown. I set out to lose myself Ignoring the crying of the bambino imprisoned within my soul. .... is really beautiful. Keep inking.