Love?

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  • Lost Love

    Love?
    Darkened from the beat of hate
    This pain I got from heaven's fate
    It dwells within the shadowed walls
    That tears me up and makes me fall

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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