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Poetry News Post #1964

Withered

Written by: Morose Elegist, Jaron Syleth, Student of Dark Prose
Date: Wednesday, July 21st, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone


Withered

Lying broken upon the floor,
Swathed in shadows of regret.
I can no longer stand.
I can no longer live.

It happened in an instant,
I paid the price of my flaws.
I can no longer see you.
I can no longer live.

I'm sorry, My love.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
I can no longer feel you.
I can no longer live.

I feared it for so long
I prayed against the tide.
I knew it was hopeless,
I wasn't worth your love.

I hurt you for so long,
I wasted so much of you,
Stole so much bliss,
Now I am nothing without you.

I can no longer stand.
Love withered away

I can no longer see you.
Love withered away.

I can no longer feel you.
Love withered away.

I will love you forever,
Through memories of the past,
Though I am long forgotten,
I still wither without you.

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Glacian, in the year 368 AF.


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Poetry News Post #1964

Withered

Written by: Morose Elegist, Jaron Syleth, Student of Dark Prose
Date: Wednesday, July 21st, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone


Withered

Lying broken upon the floor,
Swathed in shadows of regret.
I can no longer stand.
I can no longer live.

It happened in an instant,
I paid the price of my flaws.
I can no longer see you.
I can no longer live.

I'm sorry, My love.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
I can no longer feel you.
I can no longer live.

I feared it for so long
I prayed against the tide.
I knew it was hopeless,
I wasn't worth your love.

I hurt you for so long,
I wasted so much of you,
Stole so much bliss,
Now I am nothing without you.

I can no longer stand.
Love withered away

I can no longer see you.
Love withered away.

I can no longer feel you.
Love withered away.

I will love you forever,
Through memories of the past,
Though I am long forgotten,
I still wither without you.

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Glacian, in the year 368 AF.


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