Sadness
No longer the beacon in the night
attracting others to you
like a moth to the flame
You try…
Yet…
No one cares…
No one responds…
No one bows to you…
Your alter is in
Crumbles
As you try too hard to…
Keep your life as it
Once Was
Sad…
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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