Desolated muse sung the sorrows
sweetly serenading storms of loneliness.
In an hour's compassion
she leaves me breathless.
Sinking,
I drown in the chorus of emptiness
salting the deep abyss.
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Desolated muse sung the sorrows sweetly serenading storms of loneliness. In an hour's compassion she leaves me breathless. Sinking, I drown in the chorus of emptiness salting the deep abyss. Author noteshttp://freakybabe.deviantart.com/art/Nerdesin-71723741 A contest entry
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