“DECADES” 21 Nov 01
This isn’t a wedding
But more of a wake
As a thousand former lovers
Wail at the gates
Love is turning round
teaches us to be cruel
We act as though we loathe
The ones we choose
The warmth of things
Will soon grow cold.
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