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To Never Love Again

Arching back

It isn’t the age that hurts

Throbbing

Because my heart has sunken

Deep in the fabric of time

That I will never get back

A brocade of all the golden moments

In my current despair a silver lining

Highlighting you

And how you are still my favorite

Reason to cry

©️ The Sad Owl

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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