by Anthony W.
Why does it have to be this way?
The evening of our love turned grey
Had the years together proved too much
To see each other, yet lose our touch
The passion which once had sparked a bright
Fallen victim to the night
Our vow,
What words I miss
An eternal seal within that kiss
A moment’s thought no more
Keep your man, I’ll have the door
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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