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Sunday, 28 November 2010

Nothing Lasts Forever

A broken glass on the floor

Blood stain in the carpet, soaks

Splintered table that is no more

Once made of the strongest oaks



He is still, he was hit on the head

She is crying from it all

He is her man lying there dead

He is still, from the sudden fall



He was leaving, a new lover to go to

She wanted him to remain and stay

He said his love for her was no longer true

She said she would never let him go away



He turned to go and to walk out the door

She would not let him go, no, never

She hit him so hard, like never before

Now it is over, nothing lasts forever




copyright Chris Smith 2008

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