Bemoaner Love

Another day first 
Lights by and by 
My heart is broken 
Mourning, sorrowing 
My quiet tears 
Stunning to my ears 
Sole in the haze of misery 
To my mystify
Lapsed slipped away
Your face I observe 
Gone your voice 
The house with tune 
Your hence makes me blue 
A cut heals over time
Emotional pain glues 
Eventually too 
I will have a scar 
It will remind me 
Of my love for you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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