Eden Grey Poems

How could I love a man who could not love me back?
Who does not even know what love is nor how to do it?
Do I know what love is? Could it be pain?
Fighting for honor and respect.
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Ashes, embers,
he always remembers.
To you he sings,
so loving so tender.
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With what eyes,
can you judge the beauty of Aphrodite?
O, you sweet fool Paris.
You were always doomed.
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