Love's Game
Some of the pain leaves when you're gone.
Yet my happiest moments were those spent next to you.
You broke me when you stood me aside to fix your life.
Though this ocean in my eyes be troubled with grief,
I triumphed over the turmoil of my melancholy
I have not loved lightly, I will think of you yet till life's sun is set.
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