Do not hide
What is left
For I do not forget
What was what
You know I love you
More than moons meet
And I see your passion
Waiting underneath
Then why did we start
Why did it end
All because of you
I learned to love again
So my love if you please
That once true love
Starts it again
For mine never truly ends
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The Poetry Gripe
PoetryWelcome to a collection of poems I've written over the years. Some are a true delve into meaning and life. While others struggle with love and strife. The path ahead is not so easy. Please be careful reader, the mind is not so easy.
