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Nov 2014
The kiss of your eyes will be no more,
As this cruel life will depart our ways,
Without you, this heart will be in sore,
I lost this game that on me fate plays.

The beauty of your face left my side,
All smiles are now nothing but bitter,
Without you, my suffering heart died,
This lonesome is the end of my tether.

The warmth of your breath vanished,
My heart has frozen in shivering cold,
Without you, winter left me perished,
My soul's been left with none to hold.

The light of your dazzling gaze faded,
Shadows of my heart enshroud all joy,
Without you, I face dusk most dreaded,
Darkness blinded the sight of this boy.

The rosy bloom of your face departed,
My smile's now swept away in sorrow,
Without you, I am left desolate hearted,
Grace is banished in hell's afire burrow.

All that is left behind is sweet memory,
And the shatters of my ever lone heart,
Without you, all that I know is misery,
Paved by the miles that keep us apart.
A woe of lonesome, engendered by the worrisome of the greatest beauty's departure
Fatih Gul
Written by
Fatih Gul  Ankara, Turkey
(Ankara, Turkey)   
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