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For A Day
The rose now dies
But still lives in my memory
The fragrance flies
And leaves my soul sweet eulogy.
All that is special will pass away
Like the love we shackled
For a day.
My heart now dies
But still beats in a lonely room
Called my life
Where every hurt will loom
Surely bad dreams must pass away
Of losing you
My Princess for a day.
poem
by
Kevin East
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