It's painful and sorrow,
when love has gone,
faraway leaving,
the empty,
space of heart,
fading to nowhere,
unable to trace,
lost In a dark creeps,
of the night,
for once It was there,
shining so brightly,
waiting to be found,
But when love doesn't,
live Inside anymore,
and leaving behind,
Is only tears and a memory,
nevertheless It was,
the great gamble of life.
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