Tale of Lovers True
How did it start he didn’t know
But what this was won’t let him go
He prays for death so this will end
What was the wound which he must sew
He just had coffee with a friend
A quaint old shop just down the bend
They shared a cup of troubled brew
So troubled heart could freely rend
He heard a tale of lovers true
A tale which sadly now is through
Friend’s wife was having an affair
A fact that he already knew
What his poor friend was unaware
Was he who held her favored stare
Seeing friend’s pain brought thoughts profound
And as friend left he just sat there
Then from outside came awful sound
A screeching car had target found
He dropped regrets to rush outside
And found his friend there on the ground
And there amid the blood’s red tide
He fell to deed with anguish cried
And there began the endless flow
As one man lived another died
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