Cursed well of broken dreams
Filled by wishes in the night
Prayers for sustenance and keeping
Drowning depth has now been reached
Dredges force the bottom deeper
Though the ether holds no mass
Untold heartbreak flows like water
Bubbles of hope break at the surface
Draw the senses up in buckets
Dash them across the face of want
Washer woman's washboard scrapping
Rasping off the illusions of youth
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