I no longer see your face
When I see couples holding hands.
I no longer wait on your arrival
By the busy street of twitter.
I no longer reside
In the happy times we created.
I no longer wish you'd come back
Because your absence brings peace.
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Love and it's relatives
ПоэзияIt centers on love and everything that comes with it. A book of poems that highlights the different ways love affects a person. I love Love and it wouldn't be fair if I don't give out the love I receive on a daily from God to others. These words ar...
