"The world is dark
And I love him
The stars might die
And I love him
The clouds are gray
And I love him
He is dead
And I love him
When I die
I will love him."
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
I love him
"The world is dark
And I love him
The stars might die
And I love him
The clouds are gray
And I love him
He is dead
And I love him
When I die
I will love him."