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Apr 2011
I stand atop, the stars shine bright.
I cry, into the dead moonlight.
knowin this is, the end of days.
I long my eyes, to meet your gaze.
But nothing i say, will change your mind.
Longing to hold you one last time.
I realise this is goodbye...
Wiping the teardrops from my eyes...

I gaze into the cold black sky...
and whisper...

True love, never dies...
Aaron Joseph Lord-Smart
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