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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the silent abyss of my soul, His absence like a relentless toll. Three months of love, now turned to dust, A fleeting promise, broken trust. His laughter, once a melody sweet, Now echoes in the void, a painful beat. His touch, a memory etched in pain, A love so pure, now all in vain. We painted dreams on fragile air, But reality came, cruel and unfair. A love so tender, yet torn apart, Leaving scars upon my heart. Though he is gone, the ache remains, A constant storm, relentless chains. A chapter closed with shattered dreams, In the silence, nothing redeems. He was my light, my guiding star, Now darkness fills wherever we are. A love that blossomed, then decayed, Leaving emptiness in its cascade. I weep each night, my tears in flood, Lost in this sea of sorrow's mud. Three months of bliss, now turned to pain, And nothing now will be the same. He was my world, my everything, Now shattered hopes, a broken wing. I'm left with memories, sharp and clear, Of a love that’s lost, a future unclear. My heart is shattered, beyond repair, In this world of sorrow, I despair. For three short months, he was my all, Now I’m left to stumble, to crawl. The sadness grips, it won't let go, In this endless night, I'm lost, I know. In every heartbeat, a silent plea, For a love that once was, now set free.
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