Despair Poem by Liza Sud
Despair
Bells sound as a blade
Cut the past thread
came along the veins. what a torment!
You can't go back, cannot join it...
My glass was broken with a crash,
and only Ice chunks of a crystal
pierced me right into the heart.
I fell with moan. the ground was linking
Above me is the surface of Lethe.
I am dead in the dark empty space.
Only you, my beloved, I seek. Where
are you? We'll never see us again! ...
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5/8/2024 4:24:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very wonderful expression shared really. Above me is the surface of Lethe. So amazing really.10