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I Love...

By CF   

I love old places,
Things that are worn,
Books with patched up
Pages, once torn.

I love musty dead roses and
nights that are black,
Journeying off without
A way back.

I love things that are spent-
The pain is all done.
There is now nothing left
But to wait for the sun.

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Key Words : Pain, loss, new beginnings, freedom, guilt, darkness, light, trauma, collapse, rebuild, breakdown, anger, sorrow, hope

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