[coolgal]: 288.Poetry.Nev
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her melancholy soft and grave.
listen closely to her sadness.
Washing in and out as waves.
she will run away forever.
in daunted dreams of those alone.
They will see her and feel nothing.
for her sorrows are unknown.
She was once so pure and happy.
but her spirit did not rest.
And so her anguish echos on;
and through it, one request.
Listen to her loneliness
Be attentive to her elegy
Show kindness to the faint of heart.
And to the saddened.. never flee.
-the infamous b. russell