As summer comes to an end,
the hopeless clouds loom once again.
Love is lost and love is found,
yet I am loveless, hopeless, and confound.
Lost in a sea of endless thought,
will I ever find what I sought?
the hopeless clouds loom once again.
Love is lost and love is found,
yet I am loveless, hopeless, and confound.
Lost in a sea of endless thought,
will I ever find what I sought?
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1 comment:
Easily the simplest, yet strongest. I love you omeed.
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