The time spent together
Cannot be undone – do I regret it?
Who can say time heals all?
Then perhaps I am weak,
Swept away
By the course of time,
A cruel ruler of the ages,
Who laughs at the growing pains
Of mortality.
But they scoff,
“What a gloomy girl,”
Then they retort,
“Oh how she flaunts,”.
Drowning out voices
Retreating to the
Abcesses of bass lines
And solemn melodies
Claiming solace in a corner
Solitarily dancing asunder.
A boy,
Loved unconditionally
A tale I’ll never tell.
Note: a rework of an old poem of mine.
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