I will never know

I Will Never Know

πŸ’”

Of her love
Was something I did miss
It was sweet
Her poison kiss
Was it love
From above
I fell hard
The sirens call
Was my fate
My salvation
Arrive too late
My heart ripped out
Spinning all about
Going under
Darken seas
Oh the falling
Of the leaves
Winter arrived
Where did summer go
She left me in autumn
With my spirit
Her mischievous eyes
Part of me died
Beneath those tempest skies
Why why why
Now the winds
Of decay blow
Why did she go
Did she love me
I will never know

πŸ’”

David Arndt
January 30th, 2023

Artwork - Gustav Klimt. Study for the allegory of tragedy

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