My dear

Oh my dear, who hurt you so?

Who landed such a heavy blow?

Share with me your burden and pain,

and escape the confines of sorrowful rain.

Nevermind dear, recite it not.

That past withers, and is fraught.

Let go of it and take my hand 

We’ll travel away from the damned,

So my dear, let’s raise a glass,

to the fading of the foreign past.

We’ll make our own melodies,

silencing the echoes of lost tragedies.

--1/5/2023

Theme : Love