Reality
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Jayne Louise Davies
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Dying embers, glow fading fast,
Love once vibrant, not destined to last,
Tattered gown, ripped well worn,
Shattered heart, broken and torn.
Fresh planted cuttings, ravaged by frost,
Searching, seeking for love now lost,
Memories, dreams, now well in the past,
Love we had, not destined to last.
Jayne Davies
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