Dying Love Comments
The lack of the pitter patter of my heart, that the mere thought of you brought on,
Now brings on shades of midnight blue, how can my love for you be gone,
Three little words once formed daily on my lips, would now catch in my throat,
It's slipping through my fingertips, I don't know why and I am losing hope,
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my eyes are full of tears i cannot believe my eyes and ears reading your poetry loud makes me of being human proud
the dying love would be refresh when a new lease of breathe been reinstated.
Valerie a beautiful piece about what happens when a love isn't nurtured and kept fresh and vibrant I have been on the receiving end of that poem yet I never gave up on love Harry
Beautifully written, true love when only one reamins steadfast becomes painful indeed. But the thought of having loved someone is already remarkable though. Thanks
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7/31/2025 11:15:03 PM # 1.0.0
When love dies, it takes away a lot with it. Very nicely written.