AbLe
Again another excuse
Another kind of fable
All the mental abuse
Relationship unstable
Lets for once call a truce
Lay all our cards on the table
Though what is the real use
If niether of us are then able
At times l feel a recluse
Whatever you call the labal
Ease the presure ,cut loose
If either of us are able
Last minite spare left over words from epic poem cross roads written june july 2014...
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