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By Just L Date: 2014 Oct 16 Comment on this Work [[2014.10.16.01.31.7833]] |
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Life with him was a three ring circus He played games, the double-crossing kind She watched clouds move across the sky He said, “I like chocolate” Pie, that is But the question was not about a sweet course And he certainly wasn’t He deceived, took, and wanted more still But nothing could fill that hole She worked, gave gifts, and played Because it soothed her soul And so the dream went Where nothing made sense Yet it was funny Just the same Because it was her life Only she is no longer the same And he is out of his tree Just L October 15, 2014 |