JUST LIKE "CASABLANCA"

The night brings rest

The day brings toiling

Plus a life full of zeal

To fill u=it with zest.



But maybe she hadn't seen

A loving man like me

Perhaps I looked too unreal

In the mirror she saw me.



In this beastly age

True friends are rare

Yet she tore the tickets

I had booked for heaven.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

COMPOSED AND POSTED ON THE 25TH OF JUNE, 2010.

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