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Dying Love

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The lack of the pitter patter of my heart, that the mere thought of you brought on,
Now brings on shades of midnight blue, how can my love for you be gone,
Three little words once formed daily on my lips, would now catch in my throat,
It's slipping through my fingertips, I don't know why and I am losing hope,

I did not want this love to die, it is what I have cherished,
It was steadfast and strong, how can it have perished?
I don't want to feel this way like Death has visited once more,
Little chisels chipping at my heart, too much to be ignored,
All terms of endearment have gone from my speech,
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Siddharth Singh 23 July 2009
When love dies, it takes away a lot with it. Very nicely written.
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Blue Eyes 08 July 2008
my eyes are full of tears i cannot believe my eyes and ears reading your poetry loud makes me of being human proud
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the dying love would be refresh when a new lease of breathe been reinstated.
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Harry Couchon Jr 06 May 2008
Valerie a beautiful piece about what happens when a love isn't nurtured and kept fresh and vibrant I have been on the receiving end of that poem yet I never gave up on love Harry
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Marvin Brato 09 November 2006
Beautifully written, true love when only one reamins steadfast becomes painful indeed. But the thought of having loved someone is already remarkable though. Thanks
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