He’s lost; he cannot be found,
No-one there to understand,
No trace of the whispered sound.
Gone, without a helping hand.
He’s empty, without her near,
The space between them so vast,
Now confronting his worst fear,
Tears, over memories past.
A lifeless rose, dying love,
A broken and helpless man,
Soft cries to the peaceful dove,
This wasn’t part of his plan.
His true love, he let her leave,
Their souls had become unbound.
Fate, to no longer believe.
She’s lost; she cannot be found.
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