By Damien Knight
My love pours like rain
Flows as blood in my veins
My devotion
A vast ocean
For my sweet Annabelle
Her love left me well
Now I long for her
Alone and unsure
Her voice as ice
To break her heart twice
I did not intend
How must I mend
The gaping ache
Before my heart breaks
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