by | Sep 20, 2012 | Poetry | 0 comments

So there they are, not loving, caring
Afraid to show the hurt they’re bearing
A life of love lies shattered, lost,
They feel the hurt and count the cost

How soon the hope of future died
How quickly one deceived and lied
The other left to try and cope
With love devoid of truth and hope

Whilst one enjoyed a fling or two
The other stayed steadfast and true
A forlorn hope that soon one day
Love might return, not slip away

Embittered now, they carry on
No tenderness, their love has gone
A life of sorts they live each day
Filled with shadows, black and grey


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