Once Precious Now Lost
To be or not to be that is the question "by William Shakespeare "
Whether the death of love is gathered in
Or found its needs lost its procession
When all the world became dark dreams again
Even unto illusions left beyond
To imprison me through years of regret
And tied my soul's pain to love's strings that bond
In my twilight's rest, I try to forget
Trapped reflections of time I came to chase
The pictures fade and yet always remain
Of love, no other lover can replace
The perfect love lost is a lifelong bane
The length of love's time is never given
To be found and lost is unforgiven
1/30/20
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