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WHEN LOVE HAS GONE

(Second Chapter)


When love has gone, let it go,
love lives deeper than the
heart, it lives in the soul
gathering wisdom..

Let the soul glow, beautiful now,
where there was love, knowledge
has appeared showing awareness
and understanding..


So when love walks away,
in a storm, disappointment no longer
lingers, shadows have gone
forever in the deep unknown
lessons of growth..

Love could of been different,
only it has, love has opened the
road no man walks, a road of true beauty,
a place where it was before, a light,
a lake filled with fish, no worms
could be as tasty as they
are now in life..

Sorrow lives no more, light
shines as a fever, it's spreading
more and more, never has
love felt as good has a new
chapter, love lost was a
start of something greater,
a power of strength, lasting,
growing, devouring....

Check the oasis, it's rather
lovely among the desert
of hot blowing sand, nothing
brings such happiness, then
to quench a thirst..Such is
true love, now a deeper love,
a love that brings eternal
peace...

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When Love Has Gone

(First Chapter)

When love has gone, let it go,
find another that's brings delight..

Let no moss grow under foot,
where there was love, there
will be many more..

So when love walks away,
in a storm, find love filled with
strength, one who will not bring
doubt and disappointment.

If love may of been different,
it could of been like sparkling
wine, not a disaster ready to
happen at a blink of an eye..

Love is not a favor, or a need
to capture attention at all cost,
it's in the heart, or it is not, if
it does not work out, there is
always one that will...

Leave sadness behind, fine
someone that makes you feel
like a brand new rose in bloom,
not a dying rose, trying to survive..

It is hard enough finding love,
than trying to make it bloom
when the blossoms have died
many times over..

Check the oasis, it's rather
lovely among the desert
of hot blowing sand, nothing
brings such happiness, then
to quench a thirst..Such is
true love....

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By Derena

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