Sombre songs steer my emotions
When my heart hinges on dodgy devotions.
Sombre songs delight my soul
If for other souls I score a genuine goal.
Sombre thoughts make me blue
When mind games distort my point of view.
Sombre thoughts steer me to the brink of depression
If from promising prospects I draw a distorted illustration.
Sombre circumstances chill my mood
In settings where in vain I brood.
Sombre circumstances slay my joy
If treachery and butchery I enjoy.
Sombre souls cripple my prospects
At moments my feelings fly to suspects.
Sombre souls slaughter my serenity
When by design they scoff at my eternity.
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