Love Poem: Fragile
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Written by: Sofia Shteyngolts

Fragile

Cold were the days when you were not here
I wait and wait for the days for you to be near.
Just sit and wait, but no one comes,
I lean against the wall and hear my heartbeat, 
        like a million drums.

I hope, but soon remember that hope is lies.
And soon enough my fragile hope dies.
Once my hope died, so did my love,
And so, that means there will be no white dove,
on our wedding day.