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Oct 2014
It was in the winter you left
Leaving my heart frigid and alone
And no amount of evil theft
Could steal back your lovely soul

The demons down under the earth
Arose and bore you away from me
Your loss could not be measured in it's girth
For nothing could contain it, not even the sea

And there I stood, shivering
Jack Frost would soon consume
My unprotected skin, left withering
From it, blood would seep; a flume

And then came the spring
A time of warmth and rebirth
Joy, excitement, hands trembling
The sight of a whole new earth

None of it could resurrect
My darling, my life, my love
My beautiful effect
The warm hand to my glove

And now I approach the summer
Walking alone through new sun
And then it hits me, a true ******
Perhaps to escape, I must run

So through the fire I persevere
My lover gone and my will in ruin
Summer is long, hot, and severe
But my heart keeps its glue in

At last at ease,
Alone and content
In the warm September grass I lease
My joyful soul with nothing to lament.
Jamie Moore
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