Lost Love

 

I wrote to you with many things 

Pencils, markers, pens of ink 

And what you did was read them all

Threw them out and moved along 

 

I sent you letters with flying wings 

Doves and Pigeon and pelicans 

They all said I love you but all you did 

was love her more than all my affection

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