Poem -
Old and New
He was my heart,
Now you are my flame,
He gave me my start,
And is the object of my blame,
He is my old,
You are my new,
With you I am more bold,
But with him I barely flew,
I cried over him for days,
With you I barely knew,
Memories of him now haze,
Because I am with you...
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