Stolen Emotion - Poem by Tamara Moir
What have you ruined?
A smothering indistinctness of betrayal as memories sweep over.
Once we were together in heaven,
Wide-eyed and hand in hand,
But your love perished.
A sickening vision of lies -
Tears follow pain, follow love,
Love bled dry.
In a torrent of hatred,
I still love you.
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