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- [ Love is lost. ] at allpoetry
Love is lost.
She walks down dusty hallways and through countless shrouded doorways - [ the skies couldn't decide today ] at allpoetry
the skies couldn't decide today
if they should be bright or bitter grey - [ ] at allpoetry
bent feathers and bloodied bones
as I bend into myself in confusion and shame,
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"Where are no scorching suns, or skies drought-blazing,
But dear grey clouds with sunshine stealing through
In level rays, o’er distant wooded valleys,
And still green pools, with waterlilies blue."
This poem feels lovely and soft.