Tainted Love

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I forgot this existed.

Thank you. You know who you are if you read this. 



"She loves me, she loves me not"

The mind had not processed well

I did not know what she sought

Thus, eyes, nose, began to swell

Fear cuts deeper than the pain

But fear oft' times most needed

Had I started to smell taint?

 Oh how blind to what I did

Now pain and sadness conquers

I crumble in her shadow

We are all deemed as sinners

But I the only widow

In the end I need not understand it,

All I know, love will never meet defeat



 A Shadow



6-9-2016

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