Byrs – No Talent For Certainty

Empty / Knows

Though she blames him that her

Love flames arose;

He’s empty, and she knows

and now, my empty soul,
out of control,
is what i leave behind

Where, ever, love goes wrong:
It chases long
What’s never moved at all

Enraptured by –

Captured in one swift glance

The spinning dice of chance

just past the long-sought dream

must sadness lie in wait –

it’s never late

Now caveat emptor –

There’s Lego’s on my floor

And I’ve got pain

True love turns…

True love turns to disgust —

Too much I’ve known

Has crumbled into dust

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