Humorous Poems World
Love never dies a natural death . . .
Love never dies a natural death.
It dies because we don't know how to replenish its
source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds;
It dies of weariness,
Of withering,
Of tarnishing.
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