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teenage love poem

i am dying
with lips blood red and heart of stone
my sorrow, when she's here with me
tell me
all those treasures that lie
lady, your heart has turned to dust
in an old chamber softly lit
stand here by my side
under dusky laurel leaf
along the banks
so fallen

 



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