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A poem about losing a lover |
| When we touched I felt lifted high far above the world I floated caught in the purest ecstasy when we kissed I could feel the wind sweeping me away into the sky when we spoke I could feel your love I gave you my heart and soul you gave me yours I gave you my mind you gave me your life I should have been the one to die but in the end would this torment that I endure for my life have been better for you than death no no it is not I will hold your loss close to my heart for this is all I can do your death has deprived me so but in the end it is better that I be the one to have you hold this pain is to cruel simple words cannot state this pain I hold to my heart for love I will hold it until I die |