troubles your soul.
Something that creeps
into your bones.
Eyes looking but
can't see.
Desolation raining
down on thee.
No amount of turning
will loosen it from me.
Sick from the pit
of stomach
and bottom of toes.
Lonely nights.
Days of woe.
Darker than gray.
So long the sun
away.
Feeling bee stung.
Up my hopes I
hung.
Dark days.
Darker nights.
Nothing will again
be right.
Everything now
wrong.
No more suns to
dawn.
This is something that
gets into your
soul.
All the lies you
told.
All the webs you
weaved.
Me easy to
deceive.
Foolish love
blinding me.
Kisses sweet
confusing me.
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