Just Another,

Just Another,


I cried a thousand tears'

To drown, in a pool of apathy.

Whence, chance meeting,

Of fair lady....now,

Ended .....with sweet sorrow.

At the parting of our ways,

My love has gone....

And I am a crushed,

As a flower underfoot!

Trodden upon unmercifully,

In the cold light




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