Carry Her Love Poem by Ron Pate

 In a darkened place he lies back and dreams.  If he could go back in time, he capture the love lost so many years ago.  He'd prove once and for all he has a heart.
 Where once stood a man, now stands a shell.  Broken down from within and it's so hard to tell, cause he plays the part.....so well.  
  He can't capture her love and all he can do is stand back and watch as his whole world falls apart.  
  And in the end as his eyes grow dim; she'll run through his mind one final time.  He says, 'mark this day' I carry her love with me anyway..


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