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My heavenly vision I prayed would last, Though reality appears in small quick blasts. Tears now flow in flocks and droves, This is how the sorrow shows. Heavy now it weighs within, With true-life thoughts depressed again. What happened to my pleasing dream? One photo viewed forbade it seems. Smile no more, cheeks wet with tears, There is another, as I had feared. I knew before no chance I had, So why do I now feel so bad. Cheerful, hopeful, happy and gay, Please return these feelings I say. Outsider no matter where I forge, Might as well rove in a gorge. Not interesting? Should I accept? Or believe that it’s my intellect? Fallen now into deep pell-mell, Again the tears begin to swell. Where have I been, where have you gone, Please return, my dear sweet faun. While in my mind I live, I must, It’s the only place I seem to trust. If there I live not stirring ahead, The time will make me forlorn and dead. Face the problem confront it now, I would, if I could, if I only knew how.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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