For Us Love Is Death

I stared longingly,
As she sat across from me.
Now she's gone and no one seems to care

I stood over there,
My face red in shame.
Why won't these strange feelings die in vein.

Now I'm on my own,
Caught up in the flame.
I feel like I'm both falling and I'm chained.

Please belive me,
She's not to blame.
It's all my own; what do you have to gain?

As the darkness comes,
Her words seem to grow,
"Dear love I've told my 'sins' so you they'll spare"

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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