A Lover’s Dirge
The world is large
Its walkway leads out only
Visitors are strictly invited
She was my all,
My east, my west
My morning prayers, my late night wishes
She was my all, my wealth
I am back here again
Lonely and lavishly poor
This heart I once found now brown
The vow we both sworn – worn out
You were my will and skill
My all – my wealth
Who made horror comic?
Who said man lives 120?
Too plenty – this plenary stage
We have met to part forevermore… my all, my wealth
Looking forward another – a future ex-lover…!
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