The Past Poem by Nathaniel Hayes

The Past



We talk to each other,
In our eye's the past shows,
We must not speak of it,
She looks at me with sadness and pain,
We cant hold each other,
We must not speak,
Its a 'Hi' and 'Bye',
A look at each other,
Feelings flow,
Once again its Love,
Gone So Fast,
Heart Struck with PAIN...

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