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A poem of love lost
On this the cold first day of Fall
An empty stage is now my all
My mind no longer will be clear
So lost I know not where or care
For this dark day a first in way’s
Declares that Fall’s appeared
And with it gloom now shares my room
No longer is she here
This hurt I feel is so surreal
My heart since first that she did steal
Forever I believed it true
To be in love our whole life through
Who knew this day could ever be
She left to cross an endless sea
I know not what will come of me
This morning there’s no sun to see
For in my soul this toll negates
I will forever curse this date
A time when in a moment’s click
The air I cannot breath so thick
Has left me all alone too soon
I fear this my doom.
— WOLRAD
(A poem from the Wolrad collection #234)
