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Unsent Letters or Faded Photographs Contest Sponsored by Ink Empress https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=zpEew3M-Kvg&si=wrEEolffuoMS6Wv6 Follow link to hear, " He Stopped Loving Her Today" by George Jones

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He said, "I'll love you till I die" She told him, "You'll forget in time" As the years went slowly by She still preyed upon his mind

He kept her picture on his wall Went half crazy now and then But he still loved her through it all Hoping she'd come back again

Kept some letters by his bed Dated 1962 He had underlined in red Every single, I love you

I went to see him just today Oh, but I didn't see no tears All dressed up to go away First time I'd seen him smile in years

He stopped loving her today They placed a wreath upon his door And soon they'll carry him away He stopped loving her today

You know, she came to see him one last time (ooh) Ah, and we all wondered if she would (ooh) And it kept runnin' through my mind (ooh) "This time he's over her for good" He stopped loving her today They placed a wreath upon his door And soon they'll carry him away He stopped loving her today

song by~~ George Jones

Just like George Jones when He Stopped Loving Her, death, the only thing that could occur To enact what only this loss could secure (Killing the love he had for her) I've counted and underlined in red each time an “I love you” was said Until the pages, written in blue ink Resembled nothing more I think Than a passionate patriotic prose Red white and blue superimposed Over words of love and promises not kept Sprinkled liberally with the tears I've wept For you were not nearly as noble as That great country singer gentleman For whom only his untimely death can Erase his love and promises. All it took for you, Great Lout, Was a younger face and lips that pout They always say that sin will out One who for others don't care about And the keeping of your word you flout So although now I know the truth I act more like George than I care to do How I wish that I could forget you too For all these letters I won't send to you Are filled with my love in red white and blue.

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