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Poem – And Tonight I can Write the Saddest Lines

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Tonight I can write the saddest lines

How poetic injustice swallows my soul

The night spurs on into change

And the morning swallows me whole

Tonight I can write the saddest lines

How dreams, once so vivid, crumble

The night spreads its sourfull seeds

And I find my broken feet stumble

Tonight I can write the saddest lines

How life, once full of hope, lays still

The night burns of desolation

And my hourglass begins to fill

Tonight I can write the saddest lines

How accusations and assumptions burn me cold

The night trickles on without glory

And I realize I lost my hand to hold

Tonight I can write the saddest lines

How faith lost its sweet meaning

The rambles on for 18 pages

And I myself…………..Broken

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