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Threes of Love


High, heavenly, hit, The ways that your love fits. Love, the kind of love we once knew, The love forbidden but still ran through. Fast, Fearful, Fall Baby didn’t we almost have it all? Sorry, the words left unspoken All that we are now is simply broken. Dismal, Dreary, Dwelling What more is there when you’re alone? Loneliness, the final stage before the healing, A heart wide open once again is feeling. Sunshine, Silly, Smiles, It just goes on for miles. Dreams, ones that you no longer can haunt, Because you, never more shall I want.
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