
Half love is like a broken wing,
It's beautiful, but it cannot sing,

It's like a rose without its bloom,
A fleeting moment, an impending doom.

It's an ember that burns bright,
But slowly fades into the night,

A spark that never turns to flame,
A love that's lost, with none to blame.

Half love is like a half-filled cup,
It's not enough to satisfy, to lift you up,

It's like a story with a missing page,
A journey that's incomplete, a bitter rage.

It's a promise that was never kept,
A feeling that slowly wept,

It's a dream that's out of reach,
A lesson that's hard to teach.

Half love is like a bird that cannot fly,
It's a heart that cannot even try,

It's a love that's lost its way,
A memory that will fade away.


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