Empty Handed

A grief disguised in these celestial moments, tears fall from these mesmerizing eyes. A mansion of joy stands on the pillars of sorrow, while burning dreams give birth to an eternal happiness that eludes me.

The door is closed to me, the forbidden land of bliss forever out of reach. My life remains in darkness, even as the world around me beams in light. My soul is scorched, and hope is not for me. There is no end to this sad story, no escape from its endless echo.

So many relationships, yet none are truly mine. My path is paved with curses, my life a twisted combination of regret and sorrow. Petals fall for others, while thorns pierce my bleeding heart. The ashes of memories drift aimlessly in the dark.

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