Lost Passion
Shattered to fragments
In the darkness of the void
A passion long lost
Though buried within
It sits obvious to all
A soul without sin
Searching with fervor
But in the shadows it waits
Until the moment
A majestic beast
Waiting before it pounces
Upon this great feast
A tragic dinner
As the beast consumes this soul
Dismayed beyond all
Its presence consumes
Once it is finally found
By the ignorant
A gem of control
Brazen with this lost passion
Sits on an altar
Taken by so few
Possessing the beholder
A passion now found
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