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Mt. Lemon
The pains came from looking backwards.
Down that twisted shadowy path.
It made everthing look distorted.
The love was looking sad.
I'm not sure why it happened.
But then again I am.
It was all the self defeating.
Left its imprint in the sand.
It broke my heart to see it wrong.
For I knew that love had sung its song.
So as the twisted shadows grew...
My heart, it broke in more than two.
Awww
bittersweet,sad!
excellent writing of prose!
koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
:/
thanks Koko! Bitter sweet... well, I'll think of it as Dark chocolate.
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