The Myth

By Martin Falatic
Written 1998-10-13
Revised 1998-10-13

Sacred dreams, whispered hope,
        A testament of love.
Broken hearts, tangled lives,
        The covenant I broke.
In Time's dim eye, that pain forgot,
        A memory tinged in rose.
For reasons true I left my love,
        In solitude I coped.
Knowing all that I once loved so much,
        Was hollow unmet hope.

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