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Days of love

A guitar playing

For a beautiful face

Appeared in your window

My sweetheart

Poems written

In letters

Of gold

To tell you

Of my love

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A love song

Where the tunes

Are vanishing

The heart beats

Are dead

A collection

Of silent photos

A pile

Of paper shreds

Eyes sparkling

With tears

Crying the sweetest

Days of lies

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This

Is all I have left

Of the story

Of my

Failure

And

The foolishness

Of

My heart

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