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LOVE DIED
Lost in the dead of night
No-one to hear my call
Figures appear beside me
I stop and then they stall
There is a place that is hidden
A cavern in my heart
It is where I lay my nightmares
Tis best we are apart
Each turn reminds a yesterday
Every moment a narrative of life
A step I take is a trek in time
Words react with slice of knife
Engulfed in my impregnable haven
Safe guarding myself from pain
I recall the day of foreboding, I recall the place
Where love was slain
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