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Defeated.
A weariness steals upon me,
shadows haunt each hour that
slips quietly away.
Time sits heavily on shoulders long
past their youth.
Desires remain to taunt the heart
that never won the prize.
A weariness steals upon me,
shadows haunt each hour that
slips quietly away.
Time sits heavily on shoulders long
past their youth.
Desires remain to taunt the heart
that never won the prize.
Your sharing of a dreams
Your sharing of a dreams melancholy always pleases the eye, even as it's sadness is felt. Very nice.
Thank you very much. Your
Thank you very much. Your words always encourage me to keep writing, and I appreciate it. Sue.