Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Madman and the Madam.

Through glen and grove she strode
Through time and space she flowed
Through here and there she moved
Through my darkness she glowed
Despite my love, she had to go
Despite my begging, she couldn't stay
Despite my efforts, they held my sway
Despite my struggling, her's didn't last
Without her, I have but the voices
Without her, I have no choices
Without her, I have no reason
Without her, I am not alone

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