Love Poem: Lost Love
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Written by: Charlie Smith

Lost Love

When life is but a breath from death
          And nights grow cold to one as winter,
          Shadows hold dominion over less
          Than eyes that close to loves true splendor.

          Gone un-reflected from the heart
          Love weeps its debt left to repay,
          Blind to the goodness left to impart
          Leaves words alone to God...to pray.