The Beauty That I Once Supposed



I laid me down upon the grass
The thorns and thistles growing wild
With weeds beneath and all around
And in my heart now so beguiled

For once I walked where flowers grew
In fragrant fields of pure delight
Hand in hand she took me there
And pledged to stay as day turned night

But when I looked in twilight’s shade
And saw the meadow wilting fast
With tombstones rising from the earth
And death’s foul smell from bodies past

I knew she’d gone and taken too
The beauty that I once believed
And left me in this wilderness
Of hopeless grief and endless need

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