THE end of love, gone with the wind, <br />not coming back, and if it does, its to <br />get the rest of her stuff, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , <br />the end of love, from passion to ice, <br />the bottle empty, the wine poured out, <br />the music dead, gone, the only thing <br /> talking is the clock, tic, tic, and tic, <br />ding dong, this love is dead, , , , this <br />love is dead, , , this love is dead.<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ding-dong-this-love-is-dead/
