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The Dark Mask of a Secret Love
The angel of death took her hand,
A secret love…
tears of sorrow on the
checks of a broken man.
A dark haired beauty, unsurpassed,
a faded rose from a time long past,
haunting memories that will forever last.
Years have come and years have past,
but love remains even though…
he still wears the secret mask.
The faded rose he holds in his hand,
memories of her, he will never abandon.
As long as he holds the faded rose,
his love lives and grows.
This man in forever sorrow, he awaits
the hand of the angel of death.
For he shall love her until he takes
his last breath.
Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2003
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