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Feb 2013
As I sit on the beach
To watch the sun set
I think to myself
How is it that I loved
Yet was never loved

Fear has struck me cold
Like a chilling wind
It will blow over
Lost to the shadows
Never to be loved again

By as much beauty
As yourself
Has used it for evil
Poisoning heart
As you walk that war filled path

I have no good memories
I only have this Titleless poem
To remind myself to
Never love unless loved by first
One of the most ancient poems I have
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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