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Love dies


like a wildfire spreading
vengeful words burst into flames
the shame, the shame
nothing stays, but everything remains the same
always the never-ever, again and again

ashes to ashes and lust to dust
a wry reality
love dies a madman's death
at first deliriously happy
at last deliriously sad


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