Paling in comparison to grief
sorrow passes with the wind
Until a sorrow so bitter
so agonizing
comes along and takes your breath away
A love that has yet to blossom or even bud
is lost to that wind
and will carry her hopelessly beyond
Potential can only be judged for what it is
but it doesn't make the sting any less acute
The love that could have been
could have lasted a lifetime
and will never be experienced
Fate's defeat has prevailed
and she will be gone forever
She will be gone forever...
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