“FINAL PLAY”

My friend, she came
I waited for you in this room
an auditorium
silently a handful waited to
see the flower unfold
I curled into you
to live glories past
and run from the truth

The lights went out
I went down
the final act, I to
regain the love taken away
as a matter of fact, you
to regain the feeling of love
that you took away

every lover makes a mistake
I learnt so much from
pin me a badge, Mark The Great,
destroyed by the feeling
that possessed us
estranged and so that night
we walked out of each others lives

the crowd silently applaud
you for the strength to withdraw
as if I never mattered
and I for the tragedy of falling
on cruelty’s sword.

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