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A Broken Thread

Your last words endured me of horror
The favorable past times showed signs of a fallacy
Awakening the writer took an eternity
Fearful of me to hold the idea of love
Remembering you hit my heart and soul
With each passing day, the memory takes a turn into oblivion.

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