Baltic autumn winds
Deafening my soul
The chains I forged upon
Shattered beneath allThe walls I build was fixed in my palm
Time wanders on
Jingle bells ring
The tunes I yearned were for you to singThere she racked
A lonely silhouette
That mirrors me well
With a flinty oyster shell
Yet to be crackedI built my chains holding me upon
Forcing the true metal to dash long away
Disregarding what's yet to be gone
The winds grow lighter as spring obeysThere she racked
Unbroken from the force
There I realised she was my remorse
I came closer but she backed awayI ran and ran and ran
Only could be heard
Was my breath like a fanThe darkness consumed
One year again
Only her footsteps where fading into oblivionShe held my hand when I held my chains
I longed for her when I found
That she was my soulmate
The footsteps already fadedI am one to blame
Because here,
I was too late
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Delinquent
PoetryYou don't realise the real treasure until it's no longer an options