Love's sorrow is nothing new.
One wants something to cling too.
Everyday always seems the same
And ends the same without a change.
The life I thought I had
Came a bit short
The fact of it all is that time
I was the one who lost.
Then to another plato I moved.
It was not a wise call
I also wanted to feel life and love
Not with the concern of sin.
In the end I had to leave
All to soon someone would grieve.
Somewhere a fool without a goal.
Thought it was over, what a relief.
To this day, looking back on that day.
What tenderness, had they cared.
Beats the loneliness I feel here
One can't complain any more.
Life does go on, love is out.
When love was young
You didn't do without.
Now that you are old, you have lost out.
10-14-2004
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