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I woke up broken at the dawn of this day,
like mirror shredded in a million pieces.
news I heard from a mournful Sunday,
as her wedding day swiftly approaches.
Rough wrecked sanity enveloped,
these few lucid strands of my mind.
This lover's hope I clenched and invoked,
mere dusts aching memories left behind.
The day flew swiftly into humorless shadows,
of solemn goodbyes I last remembered.
How you were happy with his faithful vows,
but I shall only be to you - a soul kindred.
The night approached its darkest grief,
as I drown in its fathomless blackness.
A call from friends gave a mere breath of relief,
For I light my candle from their torches.
Picture courtesy of "deyedoctor"
This was a poem inspired by the poetry challenge by Jenn Scott.
Use the line "For I light my candle from their torches"
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