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[apathydom]

Watch; he turns
Follows the bleak sun
Into silent disarray

He fears

Such morose despair
His soul could not but wretch a kiss
From those lips

Light
Fades into ethereal shadow
Distant and forlorn
He shall utter a cry of defeat

And pass away from hope and grace
A lifeless memory
A mirror revered; now shattered
Now dead

Alone
He will grieve
For me.

As sullen as rock
Mountain, cavern
Weeping
Shall he remain

Eternal dark blessed
Eternal flame
No longer burns

Within.