I have held
I have walked
To lonely nights
I have talked
To all my tears
Once again
I have lost
my favourite lines within this poem, all leading onward to the personal battle burns, scares earned, ultimately leading into dusk, melting away into the formless blob, a patch of grey, the pain of insufferable loneliness, the excruciating pain which haunts in unbearable turmoil, the shadows of melancholy which chokes the life force within our souls, if we do not open a door into bliss beauty light 10***
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I have held I have walked To lonely nights I have talked To all my tears Once again I have lost my favourite lines within this poem, all leading onward to the personal battle burns, scares earned, ultimately leading into dusk, melting away into the formless blob, a patch of grey, the pain of insufferable loneliness, the excruciating pain which haunts in unbearable turmoil, the shadows of melancholy which chokes the life force within our souls, if we do not open a door into bliss beauty light 10***