She severed ties, delicate strings that bound
Always alone, solitude she found
She walked away, from love and sweet embrace
Oblivious to sensuous whispers, not an emotion on her face
She spoke slowly, there was a lot to say
Listening intently, not a word slipped away
She loved passionately, until the day she stopped
such was her nature, she was no fraud
When I speak of her, I will not frown
She hit the reset button, and I have moved on
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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