A cherished possession
we keep for special reason
ageing with the change of season
summons enhancing passion.
In a clear blue sky
delight fly soaring high
mid-air rushed sweeping by
a soul plummet to a hapless cry.
reeling from the impact
nausea set in with the fact
guilt simmer to a willful tact
cutting link is a most sensible act.
Moment has come to a full stop
heal the suffering from the mishap
a total break of life to make up
never again fall into the same trap.
Move on and never look back
pains may impede upon your track
rainbows pitched by a shadow of black
the welling tears await a tangible knack.
The hardest thing to do
is sacrifice a love so true
if it isn't meant for you
the only choice is to let go.
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