The poet sings
Such is life
Of unloved beings
The tapestry worn
The curtains torn
The pillows drenched
The poet wrenched
Another day dawns
The poet taunts
The love faded
The heart jaded
5w1h nor Venns
Cannot ever mend
This poet dies
Another poet emerges
What crazy cycles
Endless poetic debacles
He too dies
Yet none cry
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