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A verse to remember
I miss you, there is not a day that you not cross my mind
my poetry was music to your heart, as your art was passion to my verse
the memory of us is faint yet not forgotten, you dwell in me still
i never knew love until i met you, why did you go
you showed me a world of color, a dream that truned into reality
it's cold, i cry, i hunger all to my self, and you now were to be seen
i pray to God that i may see you once again in my life time
i was dead all along, for the body without love is nothing
i wonder if you still log onto this site, to read this very poem
somehing in my heart tells me you do, and the moon whispers that you love me to me
i love you always and forever alley
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