Dead-end Street
Down the desolation of a dead-end street,
Lost love's whisper, a heartbeat's retreat.
Echoes of laughter, now silenced and cold,
The tale of a journey, a story untold.
Gone are the riches, the glittering gold,
Faded dreams in a tale that unfolds.
Job's embrace, a fleeting affair,
Friends once near, now distant air.
In shadows of despair, I tread the way,
Searching for light in the muted gray.
The weight of loss, a burden to bear,
On this lonely path of deep despair.
But in the darkness, a flicker appears,
A distant light, through my silent tears.
A glimmer of hope on this desolate track,
A chance to rebuild what despair did lack.
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