This poem is meant to be short and sweet, yet profound and truthful. This poem is my heart put into words; it is the aftermath of a relationship blown away with the wind.
This poem originally was published in Sad Poems - Lost Love Poems
Our Love
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our love is a wasteland of promises in vain of past of present of future nothing rotting quietly in my palms |
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