Alone Without Your Face
J
James McLain
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The more that I reflect,
I'm now alone.
I loved your beauty,
But without it.
I can't grow,
That special bush.
Contained within a face,
And winter.
Spreads the leaves,
Across, central park.
With out regrets.
The park,
Where we first met.
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