Fancy lines from a brilliant mind,
All put down in words.
A sentence here to tell a story,
Some dots to pause it first...
Now emotions run high, and like a fever subside
For darkness will soon take its toll
On lines with atmosphere, fear and despair
Will the melancholic shade be known.
She tells a story of love and hate,
In anguish she bears her soul -
Of a love now lost, and a heart gone cold
... Will anyone know her woes?
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