Loss of Love

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We were in the park before the dark of the night. We could only see one another from the moon and the pole light. My heart was breaking as I heard his words. There was a pierce to my heart as if it was a sword. I was losing him, my love. I was just experiencing the pain of loss of love. I was paralyzed as he walked away. No, I will never forget that day. I could feel the warms tears falling from my face. I pulled myself together in an attempt to find my since of grace. I was losing him, my love.  I was just experiencing the pain of loss of love.
By: Poetic Janyia

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