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It Always Ends......In
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Poems From The Ashes It Always Ends......In
Your scent ....
has now been washed ,
from my loins.
Nor does that heady smell,
Still linger!
Though my heart..... is
Still raw.
And my soul .....still,
Smoulders.
From your fiery,
Tears.
Giajl © Jim Love
