whatever happens, love turns to dust
all the once romantic trappings,
soon start to rust
cracks in the fabric mistrust
at the helm
unquestioned answers
then overwhelmed
lost in the every day
tossings and turnings
the once "great passion"
no longer yearning
inner misworkings
doubts and long
harbored fears
shed their great clouds
over anyone near
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