Love withered away, to break

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So let,

Me sit and sulk.

I cannot revolt

'Gainst the passion we met.

I will not object

To the love that we felt.

Yes we had a good time,

No, love never left.

Then why do I sense

That it won't come back.

Why do I feel

That it cannot live.

It died.

Reveal how it feels 

When applied.

Yes it makes you alive,

It takes you and topples

Your pride.

It brought you and I

Our demise.

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