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Poetry

Poetry
Maria Gioia Benacquista

9.11.11

A broken dream


Slowly falls down
the last petal
of a wilted flower.

Slowly slips
the last dream
into the abyss of oblivion.

Gently rolls down
on crimson cheeks
the bitter tear of farewell.

Silently cries
a heart
when a love dies.






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