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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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