My heart locked in the dark
the tangled vines of sin
rhapsodies lingering in my soul
memories and wild longings
for paths not taken
I ache to break free
from the ties that bind
to leave it all behind
now winter falls
and sorrow blossoms
your echoes returning to me
© Ann Bagnall

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