Love … Gone …
What happens to love when it is gone? Can it be unmade like a bed needing a change? Can love be lifted… shaken… to release dust… And… pain… Can it be thrown in a pile with all the other lost love pieces to be either tossed away from lack of use Or… Washed clean to begin again… © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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