Crossroads

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The moment we met.

A time still unforgotten.

Our hearts were locked.

A step to the other side.

 

The crossroads I say.

The place we met.

To say our hello and goodbye.

 

With time playing games,

to chose our course.

The choice was made.

Love was what killed my broken heart.

 

The crossroads remember.

Was the beginning and the end.

This love wouldn’t last.

Time has told the tale.

The crossroads remain.

 

  • Author: Alfred Lord Tennyson (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 19th, 2018 09:55
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 10
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