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Sep 2014
Every day I sat with pen in hand
thinking with love, your face I saw
holding my heart in your hands
as you threw me away...

Dreams were becoming a reality
hopes were coming final
laughter was flowing freely
but that was yesterday....

Don't know what happened
loving kindness left
tears are replaced
after writing my love...

Dear Darling, I guess this is goodbye,
after writing you this love...


Debbie Brooks 2014
Deborah Brooks Langford
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