I have accepted
That
Our paths which seemed to interwine are over
Our hearts that yearn for the spring of love are
old and broken
Our eyes that have seen the brightest stars blazing
are loosing their vision
I have acccepted it all
That
Is why
I mourn
I cry
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Less Than A Century
PoetryA collection of words I decided to call poetry. It takes only one To break To fix To live To die for To strive To be cruel To finally break To complete A Century
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I have accepted
That
Our paths which seemed to interwine are over
Our hearts that yearn for the spring of love are
old and broken
Our eyes that have seen the brightest stars blazing
are loosing their vision
I have acccepted it all
That
Is why
I mourn
I cry