Watch as this tear falls into empty space

In the dark I cry for a nameless face.

A girl who seemed to fall from grace

This girl on my mind each ever-loving-night

Blurred emotions, lost is sight

Buried in pain, worry, and fright

A single tear is all it takes

Then I mourn for a lover's embrace

And she is gone without a trace

The girl, I never knew her name

Love is cruel to play such a game

She was gone in a fit of flame

A wracking sob has broken free

It shakes my lungs and continues to be

Now the whole lodging house can plainly see

What true love and love gone has done to me

I scream in rage at the wicked game of fate

The devil's hunger for souls no feast can sate

All consumed in fits of unearthly hate

Even as I write

Tears stain this moonlit night

And never again will Dutchy lose sight

For it has come time to end my life.

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that was the most depressing of all. Don't worry, for future reference, the LH boys stop him before he kills himself. This will probably be the only poem chapter, but the poetic muse might visit again somewhere down the line.

--Chronicles Bailey