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loneliness
at somber peaks
through desolate chase
we suddenly speak
in episode to unfold
with sad eyes yet with modest apparel
a tear drop falls
out of the corner of my eye
to frolic in the ambiance of the given moment
whispers in the corridor
alone again in the cosmic array of my inner thoughts
　
columns of pillars filled with green moss
we all go before the toss
sadness inflicts the decaued remedy
within again yet deeper then ever before
a rainbow in the darkened room
exposed to the elements of space and time
another person dies
with thoughtless reply
the personification of a reflection permeates throughout
　
let us never forget the moment
when hearts in once accord come together
we maybe ready for some nasty weather
to treasure a red rose that was plucked a time before
a tear drop falls through the scale
hungry tormented eyes in its whimsical form
some may even curse the very day they were actually born
