All the time that Heaven allowed them and a little more,
They had a lifetime, they thought, to love, cherish and adore.
But the path of love never runs smooth,
It is a rocky road, full of trials, forsooth,
As they found out what Destiny, for them, had in store.Oh, what a cruel stroke, what heart wrenching pain,
As all her desperate fervent pleas, went in vain.
For when hope dies, it is tough to believe,
Impossible to see beyond what you perceive,
To remember that even if memories fade, love does remain.Beneath all that forgetfulness, his love lay, though buried deep,
While she remembered, she strove, her love hidden, to keep.
But love would always find a way,
Do what you want or what you may,
It burns with renewed vigour, for it was not dead, just merely asleep.
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AMARANTHINE
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