She walked into a mystic cave
of dwellers once known to be brave;
she felt a cold pain running through
the heart that she once belonged to.
She wept and tore the bloody suit
in silent cries as if a mute;
she couldn't bear her lover's loss
and so she lay in thickened moss.
-copyright 1994-
Birth sign: Taurus
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