the greatest loss can never be tender on a soul
tranquillity is gone for agony to take control
the sweet warmth of her heart and the scent of her skin
Plays now the saddest note on a broken violin
razor sharp bow moves on the bleeding strings
crying melodies thrust deep into ears like stings
lead me to the lethe so that i quench the thirst
to forget and break away from a life cursed
take me where the forsaken lingers for eternity
to a far haven away from this bitter reality
dispel me from her phoney world that i disdain
free me and host me in Your heavenly reign
Submitted: April 15, 2012
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