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April Dec 2017
Broken hearts
Broken dreams
Time is all
That’s left to me

Dreams are fragile
They break like glass
Hearts are brittle
And rip apart

Memories are flawed
And pains too sharp
To stand the wear
And tear of Time

And as time flows
My broken dreams
Are swept away
And lost to me
April Dec 2017
A boat through starry skies
I row
In paths of time.
My fate I seek;
Remembered pain shall
Guide my course,
Yesterday’s woes.

A moon doth rise
Upon my life
Oh goddess pale,
Hear my cries!
I search for truth.

But waits she not;
Ne’er path she slows.
Oh frosty maiden!
Hear my woes!
But stops she not,
Nor ‘lists to me,
A boat
Upon a starry sea.

— The End —