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Love DiedWhen it feels like December in the warm month of June And the music you once loved lies forgotten out of tune When you can't see the sunshine for your hearts filled with gloom And the birds stop their singing all the flowers cease to bloom When the face that you loved can no longer make you swoon Then you'll know love has died beneath the light of the moon by..deb/nana5 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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