A poem
My sorrow cries, my passion, my lost.
I feel pain. I feel strange.
What is this feeling?
Why am I not willing to see what I am losing?
It's not mine for the choosing.
Just knowing that I lost a love is a tragedy. No longer will happiness hover over me.
I'll never forget such a lovely face.
And how he put me together in every place. I'm desperate to know the horrible truth. Even if it hurts when I do.
My heart is broken.
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