The ******* the subway
dropped the handkerchief
that was sitting on her lap.
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I picked it up
only to find out it has
splattered inks of black.
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She came to me,
mascara streaked down
from her sun-kissed face.
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Her pretty brown eyes
were like sunset and I swear,
I couldn't look away.

—*indialev

Nothing can divide
my love and your lies
From the time you went on one knee
to the promise that we'll forever be
love was all I felt
now lie is all I see

I don't regret
for that will diminish
the value of moments
we lived, loved and shared
the little things
we built, nourished and cared

I still love
the love that we had
My friends hate you now
and call me mad
Because neither they nor you
will ever understand
the love that we had
the love that I have