I know you once said you loved me.
Said you'd never leave, but now on my own after all these sad, lonely years.
All I can say at your grave before I too leave this world.
Are we created by the greatest of jokers to love life and people we meet—to then be deceived when we are forced to grieve?
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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