<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=585973" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Perished Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wanted love, but all she got was hate; some say it was bad luck, others say it's fate.<br>An angel faced girl cried in despair, being alone and fragile joined her tears; she wanted to get out and leave behind the lonely memories.<br>Drops of hope suddenly appear, when a young man seemed to be getting near.<br>But it was a fluke; the man just has he come, he vanished. His name was Luke.<br>The story did not end, she continue to love him, even though he just pretend.<br>After cursing Cupid and the Gods, suicide began to raise the odds.<br>Pills were taken, blades were sharpened, nothing worked; at a certain point she almost died, but only choked.<br>Who could understand, why did Sandra tried to cut her hand?<br>Only God or Luke could take the pain away; but they were both missing, because the suffering was here to stay.<br>An innocent life changed their pace, unguilty, unwanted; He rushed them in to a young family and in to grace.<br>Luke was now the father of a little boy; but he had not job, no future, how could he buy his kid a toy?<br>Sandra was now the mother of a little boy; she didn't love him, she just made him and named him Roy.<br>The tables now were turned around; Sandra has changed, took drugs and let them down.<br>Her love for him, for Roy has vanished,<br>And that's the story of a love that's perished.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mircea+Popister">Mircea Popister</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=585973" data-title="Perished Love de Mircea Popister" data-description="She wanted love, but all she got was hate; some say it was bad luck, others say it's fate./An angel faced girl cried in despair, being alone and fragile joined her tears; she wanted to get out and leave behind the lonely memories./Drops of hope su..."></div> </div> </div>

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