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Quatrain of Your Stare



Your Stare - no more love






I panicked when I saw your
nasty stare, nothing
good could possibly
come of
it.


You had found unhappiness
from my control and
our love seemed
to be
counterfeit.


You didn't have to say a word,
I knew the feelings we
once had were
at their
end,


I bowed my head in trepidation
to avoid those bottomless
eyes, I was right to be
alarmed, today I lost a
lover and friend.

Yorktown Disciple
Order # 8278

Quatrain of Your Stare - 8278 - Yorktown Disciple
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