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They both stood as if divided, and yet remained joined- in matrimony The wedding rings tighter now, The white dress paler Memories and former passions simply relics of the past, Left to smolder in the dying embers Touching her hand he felt cold. Her emotions re-iterated in everything she did. Her eyes wandered listlessly around the room, whilst she stood, gazing- at nothing Once they had lived, now the early stages of decay had set in. Once they had loved, now that was over, hate had set in Do they know these separated people, what bitterness can do? Do they know what anger and spite and hatred can turn into? No- for if they did, then this bed would not be empty nor this room so cold. For love would light the fire and warm the coldest of rooms
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Jan 20, 2010
Jan 20, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
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They both stood as if divided, and yet remained joined- in matrimony The wedding rings tighter now, The white dress paler Memories and former passions simply relics of the past, Left to smolder in the dying embers Touching her hand he felt cold. Her emotions re-iterated in everything she did. Her eyes wandered listlessly around the room, whilst she stood, gazing- at nothing Once they had lived, now the early stages of decay had set in. Once they had loved, now that was over, hate had set in Do they know these separated people, what bitterness can do? Do they know what anger and spite and hatred can turn into? No- for if they did, then this bed would not be empty nor this room so cold. For love would light the fire and warm the coldest of rooms
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amber-agha
Jan 20, 2010
Jan 20, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
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