Poezie
She was here
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Mediu
..and tangled up in ivy
this tomb her humble home
no heartbeat to surrender to
so cold and so alone
a passing cloud of haven
she watches from above
you aching for her beauty
the lips you used to love
these tears of naked sorrow
are kisses that you long
days pass without tomorrow
and no one to belong
for she is now your memory
her laughter now asleep
lay alongside this marble
and weep for her
just weep
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