When Love Walks Out Of The Door

When Love Walks Out Of The Door

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Love walks out of the door 

On a cold winter morning

Those beautifully stitched souls

Then whole, now torn


Love has fled like a subtle thief

What is left is two hearts in grief

There was a time they used to rhyme

Now the silence so sharp, broke the melodious hymn


It was about being either one or two

But neither seemed quite the right number

And the numerous fractions between those two

Never really made any sense too


The love that left on a cold winter morning

Has left two broken souls out there

Dying!


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