Feeblish Poems


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... Tears of joy made me so coy
Never did I expect the coming doom
That of losing on the blessed day, my bridegroom
Fate, I call out to thee, do you take me for a toy?

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Categories: feeblish, hope, life, loss, lost
Form: Quatern
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