It’s all but some threads on the tapestry
They are mangled and frayed, you laid them low
The insignificant ones, nobody sees
In the dark corners where no one will go
You’ve hidden them under deep denial
Maybe as well as if they never were
But you know that this is the true trial
Can you trek to truth and avoid the blur
Can you reminisce your twilight of May
And the bright fields you thought you’d always know
Until you wilted and hid your soul away
And concealed your face to wallow in woe
Clothed in shadow your old light always seems
And shattered to pieces your hopeless dreams.
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