To Her Who Left

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February 2008

Like dead leaves on an autumn day
I find myself in great dismay
I lost you, I lost myself
Now no joy is ever felt

Like withered flowers,
Your love has gone
At first so beautiful, so pleasant
But now has left me longing

Like the dead you are gone
Your haunting presence left behind
All my love I have shown
Now I see why love is blind

My beloved, my friend
I loved you, truly and deeply
My beloved, my friend
You were never mine to begin with

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I made this for a friend.  We were to make poems about "love" and recite it at our Literature2 class.
My friend was heart broken during these times.  I placed myself in his shoes and was able to come
up with this on the spot.  I guess all the heavy emotions I started to feel for him (putting myself in
his place), kind of help me go through making this impromptu.  The title was by my friend who
recited/presented this in class, the one I was feeling for.

It was a sunny day at school and I had an hour break before class and I finished lunch early
that day.  

This was composed around early February, Valentine's/ Love month, what with the theme and all.

• Location:@ school, outside AS31 [USC-TC]
• Music:just the afternoon breeze passing my ears