During a dull day in autumn,
The clouds hung low,
And I was alone.
A sense of gloom pervaded my spirit,
An utter depression of soul.
There was a sickening of the heart,
An unredeemed dreariness of mystery
In me.
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Poems, quotes, and other things
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry, both written and blackout, quotes (both mine and others), and other things. These will describe my emotions, which are such a wreck. Please don't read if you do not like emotional things. Thank you.
