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Into Darkness She Had So Sadly and Swiftly Fallen
Into Darkness She Had So Sadly And Swiftly Fallen ( A Very Sad Tale With No Fairytale Ending ) There in the dark cold room, emptiness and sorrow Hung like a noose awaiting its next dying soul Like youth that dares not to wait for next tomorrow Was that broken heart suffering its greatest toll. An epic tragedy of Shakespearian might A fallen angel, writhing in throes of despair To be sure she was indeed a very poor sight Clad in torn dress with her dirty dishwater hair! In that sad place that time, doomed to meet her end Amidst the hovel and willfully silent walls Alone and starving, devoid of care and her friend Into the chasm of agony fell her weak calls. She that had once dazzling beauty and her great fame Now a fallen angel, tormented by her sin Without home or even a penny to her name Begging death's dark-hand, anything to the hurt end! As that midnight bell sounded with its sadden strokes She turn to gaze at the full moon beaming so bright Gone were the friends, the parties and the gayest jokes There lay she in the mess of her pitiful sight. No courageous white-knight came to her rescue There in the corner stood that monster laughing loud Of its evil-cast origins she had not a clue Always above its ugly head hung a black cloud! Time was fast ticking, she said her final sad words She was there with her beloved snow-white horses In the open plains riding with the racing herds Towards the gold castle that held the sweetest voices. Dawn rays found her frozen body, her eyes bound shut The monster had flown her to its hideous lair Its razor sharp claws had gifted the ending cut She was at final rest no longer in its wicked snare! Robert J. Lindley, 12-14-2020 Rhyme, Composed In Tribute to - R.S. Thomas… ( Doom Brought On By Drug Addiction- Death As Its Monster Feeds ) Note: The year was 1977, my friend was in mourning for his beautiful cousin. She had ran away the year before with her drug crazed idiotic boyfriend. A year later she was dead.. As he told it - she died for love-- first came the love for the idiot boyfriend, the guy that got her hooked on drugs. Then he abandoned her far away from home to die by herself in a cheap motel room. Life gives us Choices-- some of them turn out to be deadly.
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