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August 2003 Poetry

You met me at my lowest,

so you lifted me up high.

Now, you’ve brought me back down.

~

When I met you I was sad,

until you made me smile.

But now, all I can do is frown.

~

I once felt like a joker,

until you made me your queen.

Now you’ve taken my crown.

~

You took my world of lonely silence,

and filled it with your loving voice.

But now... there is no sound.



~*~ Jill ~*~

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I wrote this on 8-17-03

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