Minds are split and full of thought

Lives are rent and emotions fought

Time is my enemy and you my muse

Heart afire the payment due

What shall become of us? I dare ask

Together not, your face a mask

To share in idle wonder is all

To share not, seems the order tall

My life how odd it is to live

One needed whose heart shall give

Sitting in despair, what might!

Crying ever onward into the night

Mind’s eye sees what is to come

Heart beating as the steady drum

Destined forever to be forlorn

Pushing onward my heart is torn

– Auguratrix


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