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Another one of my poems that I discovered, I also wrote this one in 1997

Love's Door

© Charlene Valladares

It was not meant to end this way was I too blind to see,
that you were walking out loves door taking everything but me.

It's strange how life can still go on and nobody can really tell,
that though I may look the same I am just an empty shell.

Void of all life's feeling I sit here in gloom
hoping against reality that you will walk back into this room.

To tell me that it was a mistake you did not mean to leave,
so my world can continue turning and I can start to breath.

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Published: 4/23/2010

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We two form a multitude

- Ovid

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

- Aristotle