Poet's Soul
Once lost was the poets soul,
Ran away and turned to coal,
The heart that is a fragile thing,
The times that were took their toll,
Sorrow it was that filled the poets void,
Cried he did as the sorrow toyed,
The soul that was that strayed away,
The poets love that was devoid.
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