The treatment of doom

leaves me left in the gloom

of a day badly spent

and a life cruelly rent.

A storm cloud burst,

a lightening bolt cursed,

by night my demise,

by light I surmise.

So, so little I know

eyes turned down below.

Then, a glance to the skies

and I see my great prize,

the sun it does shines

and on beauty it dines,

the colour of summer

makes...

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Do we search for closeness with a pure heart
or do we always have intentions that are hidden from other's view
Our past weighs heavily on us and delivers a blow when we least expect.
What lies within our bones? Does this trouble and perturb us?
Could our hearts be bleeding or is it just plain beating?
Is our spleen venting the anger of our past or our present?
Is the future driving us to out...

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