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I am nothing
But a lost soul
In the garden of your heart.
Death is the end of pain.
End of tears.
You left
As if you were in a hurry.
Today I carry
Your pain.
You see?
Every drop of rain
Cries your pain.
You left
Without saying goodbye
I know
No one can understand your fear
Or feel your tear.
I want to join you
Just to say hi.
But not bye.
As my heart aches
Falls apart and breaks
I feel at peace
My emotions cease
I exist in solitary
Forever wary
Of things to haunt me
As I nestle into to a fir tree
I felt broken
I felt stolen
By the girl who
Whisked my heart askew
As I stare into my despair
I tell you beware
Of the heartbroken world
That is worse than the underworld
Endless darkness
Endless starkness
Nothing to feel
Nothing to conceal
That nothing is worse
Than the broken heart curse
She asked me,
"How many world wonders do you
  know?"
I replied,
"No one but you."
You are the first and the last
World wonder.
She nodded and said,
"Our love is the last  world wonder."
She was terrorized of heights.
   I marveled at her bravery and
   pain that put her on that cliff
   she jumped and broke hearts
   and more lives than she knew.
   We gather mute to mourn.
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