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She left him in the dark.
He cried to the heavens.
Hoping for her return.
But she could not hear him.
He yelled out her name in vain.
All he could hear was his own voice
echoing... echoing... echoing... her name.
But she never came.
He had only himself to blame.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my first poem. About a lost love. Not sure what to title it.

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