A rarity so precious, yet it brings me pain
For its beauty is fleeting, it will not remain
A fleeting moment of joy, lost in the breeze
Its memory, a sorrow that will never cease
*
A single tear, a symbol of my despair
For what once was, now seems so rare
A heart that aches, a soul that yearns
For a love that once burned, now it just burns
*
The memories linger, like a haunting refrain
A reminder of what was, but will never remain
The beauty it held, now just a distant past
Its rarity, a wound that time cannot outlast
*
So here I stand, with a heavy heart
Gazing at what once was, but now has to part
A rarity so precious, yet it brings me pain
For its beauty is fleeting, it will not remain.
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mees den Boer
Mees den Boer, fiction writer. Spinning tales and exploring the human experience through the written word. Join me on my journey of imagination and discovery.
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