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To love again.

When unexpected day bring trouble where thoughts alone must lie, you'll be present with a tear and a sad goodbye, 

For I was loved by hearts abroad and closer still for every word, loved by many  quoated souls and freely fly Just as bird,

Hold the memories closer love
For time may never takes what's true, and all my love is bound to pages never 
ceasing  you,

But quoated on the midnight moon, and etched upon the sunny star, only love encased by angels had ever got this far

Forever reigns in light of our story,  a tale of love that never ends, the beginning of immortality surely well depends,

On the language reaching the corners of the globe we live
And in a solace provided surely you may in time forgive 

That lasting breath and final kiss, where eyes so dim and soul does fly, in the heavens arm's, as all must die,

Immortal words would not depart but build the barriers of your heart, only to become a kingdom free to love again,

For in such sleep there's no more pain, and life becomes the newly formed,  please be patient,  and informed 

Love is stronger than the dark
And time may heal, or aid the spark, only to remember the times I lay with you,

In a lovers embrace that sort us two, to entwine like viens and rush the flood, I loved you deepest in my blood.

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Being Me

A beautiful, beautiful poem ⚘ x

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