forsaken jubilation
the poems she took for granted;
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forsaken jubilation.
A canopy of dreary sunlights,
where life stood forlorn
I shut my eyes and breathed
thinking of a forsaken jubilation
Where did the passion pass?
Is it when she left me scathed?
Or is it the pardon of loving too much?
Like a nirvana that never seems to last
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