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Loneliness comes on midnight winds,
To light upon your shoulder.
And the hours grow long, the night, black
Illuminated by the stark white faces of lost loves.
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Pointless poet that I am
Wandering lost amid the high walls of literature
I write my tragedy upon my soul
And edit with a quick slice to the throat
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The tapestry that my Lord weaves
Is beautiful and bold
Laced with loving stitches
From the youngest to the old
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Loneliness comes on midnight winds,
To light upon your shoulder.
And the hours grow long, the night, black
Illuminated by the stark white faces of lost loves.

The silence of darkness
Is shattered
By the tinkling glass of your aloneness
As the distant laughter of yesterday echoes in your soul

How long a night, or black an hour
When the heart is only one
And the solitary spirit becomes the prey
Of the great, devouring raven of loneliness.

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