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Pome 9
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When love's flame flickers, withering away,
We face a truth we cannot sway,
In shadows of doubt, we're forced to see,
The bittersweet end of what used to be.
Once entwined, hearts beating in sync,
Now fractured souls, on the brink,
The veil of illusions torn apart,
Unveiling the ache, the shattered heart.
The whispers of love now turn to dust,
As reality's sting begins to thrust,
We stumble upon the painful decree,
That love's embrace was not meant to be.
Yet in this agony, we find our strength,
To face the truth, no matter the length,
Though it may hurt, and tears may flow,
We embrace the pain, and let it bestow.
For within the darkness, a glimmer resides,
A chance to heal, where the truth abides,
We learn to let go, to set love free,
And embrace the truth that sets us free.
Through tear-stained eyes, we see the light,
A new beginning, shining so bright,
For when we fall out of love's tender grace,
We find ourselves, in truth's embrace.
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PoetryEach page is a new pome with a picture I feel matches the pome, each one will represent a different emotion. if you like them, let me know. some may be long and others will be short. enjoy<3
