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Loneliness

I walk beside a lonely lake
Where, ere thy natal day,
I loved for contemplation's sake
At eventide to stray.


The mist, rewakened from the wave,
Enfolds me as before,
But from thy solitary grave
Thou comest now no more.

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  • SecretShame
    December 21, 2005
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    i love the words you put into this.. it sounds like a very old time poem from back in the days.. very beautifull...

    XOXO love
    Ashwe