Tragedy

I was Apathy
Now I'm Sorrow
I'm of Hope
When it's lost tomorrow

I was Justice
I'm now Despair
I am Truth
Without it's Care

I was Beauty
I'm now Hatred
I'm the Holy
No longer sacred

The mirth is gone
Our joy is dead
Our heart's a wound
With no blood to shed

I was Nostalgia
I'm now Remorse
I'm the Rider
Who's shot his horse
I was Grace
I'm now Fell
I'm the Bucket
Without the well
I was Sincerity
I'm now Dread
I'm the Path
No longer tread

We were whole
We're now justified
Why go on
When love has died

I was Fortune
I'm now Waste
I'm the Bride
Who none call Chaste
I was Creativity
I'm now Procrastination
I'm the Cautions
Without hesitation
I was Wisdom
I'm now Complaint
I'm the Child
No longer saint

Our meaning's gone
Tears have dried
Blood's as cold
As a Raven's cry

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