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bitter sweet memories,

lay gentle on her mind,

another place,

another time.

The love

of my life,

that i have,

left behind.

she feels betrayed,

battered and beaten,

all through her mind,

she feels like a woman left behind.

Once her heart,

a beautiful rose,

now her heart tattered and torn,

as it starts to close.

Her mind wanders,

her soul at bay,

maybe love will bloom again,

i hope and pray.

A woman,

that has lost her bloom,

her heart melts,

as it goes back in her cocoon.

But one day,

her heart will start to bloom,

and i will be there,

to melt that cocoon...