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An Embrace
An old poet yearned, for a freedom not earned. Watched as his world burned, as a beating heart churned. A hate raging, against his malicious captor. A war he’s raging, chapter by chapter. He’s screaming in agony, yet none can hear. A mind filled absently, year after year. A battle rages, yet it’s hidden with a smile. He’s filled countless pages, though he’s suffered for a while. A true heart shown, that finally set him free. A love that’s grown, how can this be? A loving embrace, envelopes his soul. A touch like lace, completes him whole. A summers breeze, closes over a bitter chill. No silent pleas, with her strongest of will. Though time stops, for a short while. His heart drops, as he hears a voice so vile. A bitter sound, envelops his thought. A tourniquet wound, for the battle he fought. She’s leaving him, he feels empty again. He’s trying to swim, in a current of sin. He’s drowning alone, he’s accepting the fate. A failure was shown, only demons can sate. A hope is all he has, a hope is all he knows. Nothing as good as, a kiss during his final throes. “Come back to me”, he pleads with a sorrow so true. “Come back and you’ll see, I will not fail you.” Though she’s already left, now his mind broken and bent. The price was heft, and out of his life his true love went.
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