Poets lost but not forgotten left written words for us to learn from.
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It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
But I wish I never met her, smelled her, touched her.
That way I would have nothing to miss.
Past poets lost but not forgotten left words telling us that time will heal all wounds but still the void in my heart and the emptiness in my soul will not let me smile.
I loved her, I loved her more than I love to breathe, more than life or living, more than having the world in the palm of my hand.
Until I see her again I am not whole, here I stand still half a man.
Her hair soft and brown, her lips perfect, from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet perfection.
The angels from heaven came down from heaven and kissed your mother and you blessed me with your presence.
I will always wait for you, my beauty.
IN THE END THE LAS WILL BE FIRST.