The beginning was broad
Not intimate yet
Then their focus narrowed
But one was in debt
They tried to be funny
In each retort
Masking the serious
But now time is short
Living and leaving
Love’s in the balance
Fate steps in
Ruins any chance.
So what’s left for this pair
With love left to spare
Retreat back to their minds
And leave real love behind.
The Bag Lady 
Beautiful. This touched me
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Wonderful
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It’s beautiful.. quite touching..
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Thank you.
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