When hope absconds, with will of one's own heart,
And sleep becomes a stranger to the eyes,
Discouragement precludes any new start
At love that, sometimes, lacking reason, dies;
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This poem is amazing. Dark and dreary at the same time as confused and wishful. I admire the poet who can conjure so many emotions in such a short text.
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This poem is amazing. Dark and dreary at the same time as confused and wishful. I admire the poet who can conjure so many emotions in such a short text.