someone close to me is still not reading this they left me so forelorn they left me broke my heart gave misery they left me they left me for a break a holiday has come for her but eye pounded on these keys for several weeks and missed her every day she has to see she must see the love she has for me inside these words the broken love of linda the sad sad things the devil brought to visit me with the broken glass in the window of the diner where eye worked the wind pushing those tumbled weeds past me into the yard of the house where there is no one lives eye have never been so sad and missing heart is skipping love is hidden the very stones would crack at the frown upon my face why even question love and then when she returns upon the morrow my elation may cripple me taking my heart for this is love when it is torn apart and missing for longer then one day eye am a maladroit
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