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In the realm of lost love, where heartaches dwell,
Whispers of memories, like a bittersweet spell.
Once entwined souls, now adrift in the night,
Yearning for a glimmer of that long-faded light.
Echoes of laughter, now swallowed by tears,
In the vast expanse of loneliness, love disappears.
Promises once made, now shattered and gone,
Leaving behind a melancholy, lingering on.
The touch once cherished, now a distant dream,
Fading like shadows in a moonlit stream.
Lost in the labyrinth of what used to be,
Longing for a love that's now set free.
Yet in the remnants of a love that's lost,
There lies a beauty, a price worth the cost.
For in the depths of sorrow and pain,
A heart learns to love, to rise again.
So let the tears fall, let the memories fade,
For in the brokenness, a new strength is made.
Lost love may wound, but it also can heal,
In its wake, a new beginning to feel.
As the sun sets on what once was dear,
Embrace the journey, without any fear.
For in the tapestry of love and its cost,
Lies the wisdom of a heart that's not lost.
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