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Lost love

Love is always a gift,
worth to wait for
handle with care
and try
not to break or loos it

I wanted you so much,
closed to me,
near by me,
always with me.

It is just not possible,
and that I have to accept.

So I do it;
with all the pain
it leaves to me
I say good-bay
and walk a way
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2012
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It is always about the same: Alcohol

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by Beagle28 (10 Poems)
on Oct 2012
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