Uncover the secrets of true love and heartache in the book on the trunk — a tale that will forever be remembered and sung poem
The book on the trunks, with pages worn and frayed,
Tales of love and loss, stories that have stayed,
In the hearts of those who’ve read, with tears in their eyes,
Memories of a love, that once reached the skies.
An ancient book on the trunks, holds secrets untold,
Of a love that was pure, and a heart that grew cold,
It tells of a tragedy, that shook the soul,
And left behind a story, that will forever be told.
The pages are yellow, with ink that’s now faint,
But the words they still speak, of a love that was quaint,
Of two hearts that beat as one, in a world that was bright,
But fate had other plans, and the love took flight.
The book on the trunks, is a reminder of what was,
Of a love that was true, and a heart that still buzz,
It’s a tale of a tragedy, that left us in awe,
And a story that will be told, forever more.
An ancient book on the trunks, is a story of love,
Of a tragedy that struck, from the heavens above,
It’s a tale that will be told, through the ages to come,
Of a love that will forever, be remembered and sung.
It lay there for years, collecting dust and time,
But the story inside, still lingers in our mind,
A reminder of love, and all that it can bring,
But also of heartache, and the pain that it can sting.
The book on the trunks, is a cautionary tale,
Of how quickly love, can turn into frail,
But also a testament, to the power of true love,
For even in tragedy, it will always rise above.
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