Broken Heart's
I HAVE walked that selfsame path
To your door before.
For years I've left the roses there,
Budding as before.
While I watch them bend, into the wind,
Quick hot tears begin to flow.
Strange so bright your flame outlasts,
My heart that now grows cold.
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