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Apr 2017
All I remember was your vivid smile,
That made my heart burn and go wild!
It was cold on our November night,
We used to say forever and always,
but always has an end.

Tell me? Did I get old
Tell Me? Did I quite simply bore
Tell Me? What did I lose?

& what happened to our matching tattoo's?
You packed your bags, and flew.
While my eyes poured my soul,
and my heart eroded and turned to coal.
A Poet
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A Poet  The Moon
(The Moon)   
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