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Love Left Rusting In The Rain
It boded well in summer
Blue skies and endless sun
When love adds sheen to
Bright days of endless fun
Seasons change like people
Happiness replaced by pain
Dark skies hiding sunshine
Love left rusting in the rain
Whispers like soft breezes
Promises of undying bonds
Magic painting hot dry air
Like fairies waving wands
Easy to envisage our bliss
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Thursday 5th November 2020 10:59 am
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