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Sad Love poems -
Sad Love Poems
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Dying on my path
Slowly I am walking down my path,
step by Step, it is getting more exhausting,
people are looking out of windows ; children laugh,
while the sadness in the air is everlasting.
Smoke is coming out of houses roofs, dark and grey,
cars are driving beside, some of them leave the street,
I am raising my head, raise my hands and prey,
the sun is shining bright, I am beaten down by heat.
Birds are singing their melodies ; spending delight,
when raindrops start pouring down my window,
questioning, if I live or if I am just blinded by light,
if it is the love I feel or another kind of sorrow.
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