Bleak Morning Sunshine

Oh lost love’s curse upon the sky

Bleak the morning sunlight streams

When disappointment meets first light

And loud the pieces of a broken heart scream

Yet such commotion only for show

For past experiences well have taught

The foresight seemed already to know

And no longer against fate have I fought


About The Lost Poet

I write because I find inspiration. It is my hope that through my writing some connections may be felt. Everything I write comes from my experiences with life, and with the people that I love. I try to remember to see myself in everyone, and everyone in myself.
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