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on this mournful night

a clandestine soul

for an endless moment

bereaves itself

depriving its body

of contentment

living on the outside

empty on the inside

as rain falls

from the dark sky above

it washes away

the tears of anguish

from the cold earth below

for those tears

they gave life

in the darkest of times

they watered the bed

of roses and tulips

the ones to be thrown

on my bed in the earth