Poetry: It Shadows

funny how heavy a sadness weighs
and angry rage which surely stays
pyre fierce fire an unfair blaze
attempting to burn me in its haze

hotly blinding your tearful gaze
this solemn haunting eulogy plays
deep in your heart staunchly stays

echoing empty in the soul it plays
circles lonely at my feet and bays
it shadows darker more dreary days

corrodes the mind in so many ways
rots the soul until my hope decays
you terribly trap me within a maze

a simple stroke of pen makes right
forever casts cruel hatreds might
so into depths from which it came
then only dreams and smiles remain

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