The Love Is Gone Poem by Nyx C Styx
The Love Is Gone
Once upon a time
I loved a young man fair
I cared not for poem nor rhyme
when in view of the curl of his hair
Oh how my heart beat so frail
sickly almost with fear
my skin was cold and porcelain pale
when beside me, he would sit near
But I was young and so was he
and upon this love we never acted
His love for me may never be
and My love for him, from my heart, extracted
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