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A Love

A love Once pure So filled with joy Is now diseased With no sign or cure They left things unsaid Without a trace I’m sick with life And all I need left Is just your embrace

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 7/7/2015 7:51:00 AM
Wonderful poetry that I am glad I came across! You have a golden pen and I give it a 7! Pandita
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