True Love Is Died
True love is died.
Desire love is born.
The dark came,
Because light is gone.
Yesterday I understood.
Today I don't understand.
I wish if can be possible,
To rebuild meaning of love.
I love you, is a words.
Blind can't show me a way.
Today love is a weather.
Yesterday love brought happiness and peace.
Today love is a suffer, tears, sorrow and death.
Yesterday love was blind.
Today love has eye's.
Today love is died.
Tomorrow love will be history.
Poem by ndidzulafhi patric munyai.
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