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Lamentations
By: Nicolas N.
Woe besets me,
as I continue down this abyssal spiral.
The golden cord of hope,
too far for me to reach.
I claw at the walls of my prison,
while my life slides down in crimson rivers.
A broken heart,
to match a broken mind.
Pluck upon the strings of my heart,
they no longer play joyous melodies.
The flames of passion,
shall be my funeral pyre.
By: Nicolas N.
Woe besets me,
as I continue down this abyssal spiral.
The golden cord of hope,
too far for me to reach.
I claw at the walls of my prison,
while my life slides down in crimson rivers.
A broken heart,
to match a broken mind.
Pluck upon the strings of my heart,
they no longer play joyous melodies.
The flames of passion,
shall be my funeral pyre.
I hope you like this dark piece ^_^
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I love the way this is written... there is a very classic melancholy to it...