Lost Love

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    Lost Love

    True love my friends is not always what is seems I thought I found true love but was only in a dream as it seems my feeling is not even a issue you don't even call how could you say I miss you a kiss to seal the lies you hide from me no dummy as I read in between the lines that you don't want me echo of your voice late night hunts me passionate kisses you gave I shell take to my grave and realize that my heart can no longer be saved the words that were spoke cut deeper then a blade thought I was in love but was only being played decision that were made left me bitter and cold I shell never love again she took my sole


    By: Antwon B Lewis

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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