
It has come in its own season
Comprehension of that shadow
That extra freight love carries
Stems from this eclipse on life
That’s Tidal locked to my soul
Love bears: dares not to let go
Its nature refuses to surrender
No other heart beats so centric
As one that has been shattered
Wounds be profuse and dampen
Like an early morning meadow
Still of silence echoes are muted
Now, I have come to understand
Living love is a…slower tragedy
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