The Lost Love
Sarah, Age 13, New Hartford, CT

A dark cold breath
like the dead of night
crept over my lover's face

the drops of death
ran down my cheeks
and into our last embrace

I held her tight
and prayed to god
that he wouldn’t let her go

she was my love
my teacher
who helped my heart to grow

but she had left that night
lying in the earth
I did not have her anymore

And where was I but left alone
with no one in the world
I had lost the one I did adore

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