Another Fall

Another defeat befalls her day, finding herself in that poignance dismay, leaving that yearning minds once again, grazing by thorns, along that bloody lane. Dashing hopes, he always grants her, with her yelling hurt, yet she pleases her dear, eyes pretending, in dark despair she lies, her blissful moments, in their everlasting goodbyes. Farseeing a blind, what awaits her fate, deprived of a past, in weary she waits, a downpour it heaps, who else will solace? victim she becomes, in his devilish disgrace.