It's been a tragic tale
A loss so great
It left my heart frail.
A tattered piece of coal
No longer did I know
What it was to be whole.
The hole in my being
Kept me from seeing
The possibility
There was a probability
To save all I held dear.
So here
As you hear me draw near
I have found a way back
But not without a lack
Of trying
Realizing that my beloved
Was not dying,
This technology is so trifle,
Once had me ready to get the rifle
Now again, am I enamored
Even flattered,
That I can bring these words back
To a world that does not have the patience
to care
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