Only Me (standard:poetry, 109 words)
Author: sojourning	Added: Jan 14 2006	Views/Reads: 2991/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A poem of only me.

My soul doth cry, Yet I know not why. My tears will never dry, Yet I
know not why. All that I am is a lie, Yet I know not why. I see my 
death is nigh, Yet I know not why. From all my wounds I slowly bleed, 
My love, once pure, Has now been tainted. My hope abounding, Limps with 
body bowing. My innocent dreams, Torn at there very seams. All that is 
left is death, My final quest. Tearing free, I finally see, That all is 
lost. There is no light to guide my way, Nor flame where I might be 
claimed. There is only me. 


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