Non- Lymericks

I once thought my love walked on air

But our relationship was going nowhere

Our flame burned much higher

When fueled by desire

We couldn’t stand our souls laid bare

Sorrow is grief born on wings

Like an arrow, it pierces and stings,

But time soon will heal

You’ll begin to feel

Your heart will begin to sing

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