Of love gone bad,
And stories sad,
Of a heart broken,
And nothing spoken,
Of a dear departed,
And nothing started,
Of a fear within,
And a courageous sin,
Of a passion unknown,
And symptoms shown,
Of compassion filled eyes,
And beautiful blue skies,
Of grace displayed,
And cunning replayed,
Of life savoured,
And death favoured.
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