A waterfall of Sorrow, Only cries Sadness,
Leaving an earthquake of pain, with nothing to gain,
Just a deep void inside, a Shadow of Loneliness,
But yet still emotions run deeper, who is to say one is sane?
Why else would the stream be flowing?
Or better yet, the darkness growing?
Could it be the Shunning Sun, that leaves it's keep battered?
The eclipse of it all leaving the poor soul Shattered.
A house of anything is bound to break,
But a house of something has no mistakes.
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