Our Love Will Die
Our love will die
nought remember.
dying embers
of our love's time.
forgotten be
by your weak heart;
I die alone
in tombs of stone,
your work of art.
You no more seen,
I live forlorn
in memories
of our love born
now an old corpse,
ne'er again seen
to be buried.
I am your shame
though was your pride.
Copyright © Victor Chavez | Year Posted 2014
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