By jack
Date: 5 January 2001
a waste
do you love me?
you asked
then turned and walked
when i could not find words to answer
such and easy thing
the word love
but yet failed to say
what i wished
how can one put words to
a world ending
with each stride you took
the heavens closing with each step
my life going as you left
without even a look
to see the waste
cluttering the gutter behind
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