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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When the heart sinks deep And gloom overshadows The fragile gossamer of the soul Lo behold! As waves of melancholy, so full of dolor and agony Sweep away memories, so bright and sunny When the past prances sarcastically before the eyes Forcing me to shut these outlets of reminiscence tight When the eyes become heavy, and gentle tears form Heart with irresistible emotions at once bursts with storm When one cold bloody name echoes all over my body My heart wildly palpitates and then evaporates suddenly Strenuous tremors jolt my nerves from within My breathing accelerates and my mind starts spinning Oh! My sensitivity has turned my life all bleak Pushed me into a hollow world where there is no song sweet Where no birds chirp, no sun shines But ugly, sorrowful and horrifying notions simply conquer the mind Where there’s no life, but dispersed around are bodies all dead With chopped necks and blood flowing red And their souls gracefully flying all around Turning the air all bitter where drown My wails of anguish; shrieks of distress Please someone rescue me! I can no longer withstand These recurring thoughts, and this sinking feeling The deadness of my soul from which somebody is peeling My happiness, beauty, joy and bliss In abhor this blood-curdling voice, which at me hisses Feeling now relieved I am with narration of my ordeal Though time cures love sickness, but mine has not yet healed! l
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