Lovely Romantic Shadows
as the echo dulls into a murmur
and joy ceases to be
in sorrowfull remembrance
I think back upon you,
and me
Recalling the initial triumph,
the victory of winning your heart
and cursing every waking moment,
that warm autumn eve...
It fell apart
I can still picture that dawn that followed
with a shattered soul that would remain
and even now i bear the wound of loss
to bitterly remind this man
that I chose the path of pain
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