love does not last forever--that's why it's so precious--

do not mock or belittle yours--you'll ache beyond

what you can endure when you've lost it

before you can make any amends--when it's gone

and you'll find nothing--no one--to fill the space

in your heart that's left--when you'll lower your head

and mourn all the fallen of this brutal indifferent earth

or rage to your doom--destroying all around you--and yourself...

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