Love and Loss
Love blooms like roses, bright and true,
Soft whispers in the morning dew.
Yet death arrives on silent wings,
Stealing laughter, breaking strings.
But love transcends the endless night,
A ghost that glows in silver light.
Though hearts may break, love won’t depart,
It lingers deep within the heart.
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