Case In Point

Cry not for love
    Fore Love
 Is the greatest
           Of all thing's
     Be not of despair
             -Fore-
The Heart withers' not
     Less it be incomplete
With all the completeness
              -Of-
     An empty Heart
   Fear not it's memory
             -Fore-
  What ever is lost in thought
      Can only be recaptured
     Threw the imagination
What ever is of the mind
             And Heart
    Shall never be forgotten
                  By time
 But shaped by circumstance

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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