Dark depths of desperation
within the endless echo
of selfishly abandoned dreams
resound woefully within a heart
caught completely unaware
Forever no more than
a pile of stained glass
trod upon by bloodied feet
that stumble again tragically
to a door so long ago locked
red slowly becoming black
along a winding path of melancholy
Pleading hands ashen and trembling
obsessively trace again her name
on windows blackened with despair
whilst a broken soul pities the eyes
which can find not one more tear
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