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Half Past Midnight's Darkest Hour
"If I could have put you in my heart, if but I could have wrapped you in myself, how glad I should have been. And now the chart of memory unroils again to me. The course of our journey here, here where we part." D.H. Lawrence Sunset descended behind the willow trees Into the sea, it seemed to sink and drown Alone and grieving, hair tousling in the breeze for one there is no comfort to be found as he sits staring at the gathering clouds Lost in memories, overwhelmed with despair Tears rain from weary reddened eyes He's an abstract painting of desolation brush strokes in shades of somber blue No sunlight appears to brighten today's skies Only darkness that comes from sad au Revoirs No words of bereavement can he speak to express the doleful depth of wistful loneliness nor the solemn fathoms of elegiac emptiness Melancholy looms half past midnight's darkest hour There's a bitterness he swallows, acerbically sour "This too shall come to pass," I remember to say ~ "In these days of forlorn sorrow the world must seem hauntingly grim each time you close your eyes and think of him" I feel his angst from such an emotional loss Against it his mind must be raging Death has no compassion for the young of age the kind ones who never hurt anyone the bright ones whose light should never fade away Weeping for Hazza, he lamentably grieves watching storm tossed waves roll over angry seas I hope there's truth in believing broken hearts mend for the one who's been wounded and bleeding as another sunset descends behind the willow trees
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