My Own Summer

Time ticks on as my regrets flutter by,

My mind is racing in this hour,

The love I turned away continues to haunt,

Holding her innocence within my heart,

This unfading beauty I used to adore,

Not just a face but wonderful within,

Giving my heart to her to save me,

Still beating inside of my chest,

Wishing to give it away,



Turning inside,

My stomach aches,

Sinking lower than before,

Falling still to the bottom,

Forever forsaken to love,

the darkness of my heart,

Cold and withered,

Fragile to touch,

I push away all my destiny gives,

Sturrgling to grasp the ledge of sanity,

This melotic sense of demise,

In this barren, frozen world,



My own death,

My own pain,

My own torture,

My own summer...

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