My cot was down by a cypress grove,
And I sat by my window the whole night long,
And heard well up from the deep dark wood
A mocking-bird's passionate song.And I thought of myself so sad and lone,
And my life's cold winter that knew no spring;
Of my mind so weary and sick and wild,
Of my heart too sad to sing.The Lesson, by Paul Laurence Dunbar.
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A Heart So Dark And Lonely [t.n]
FanficHe howls at the moon, hoping that his mate would hear the isolation in his voice. He was so tired of searching, of being alone. THEODORE NOTT © iimperius 2021