"old Love Became Insignificant"
I’m astonished by the way things can happen in life
There I was offering her the best friend she could ever hope to have;
But opportunity remained locked behind closed doors.
And I wonder if Nostradamus perhaps lined up the stars?
And it is that which affords a friend who has her ear such high regard?
Perhaps logic dictates that my love might never have had substance.
And the wind knocked down the notice; welcoming love’s tenants.
Then the rain overtook the wind; and the floods became a menace.
And caught up in a down pour; old lovers looked for shelter;
With no where left for them to hide; revenge then rose to swelter.
And as I sit here staring; at another effort blotched;
My tears swell up to blur my sight; and I have no eyes to watch.
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