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Aged love
Truth be told
Our love has grown old
Yours has aged and died
Mine continues to decay
There still a whole lot to say
If I could find the words and the time
I would write a clever, meaningful rhyme
But my pen is down
My lips are sealed
My time is up
I am a rotting grape
Waiting to fall off the vine
Our love has grown old
Yours has aged and died
Mine continues to decay
There still a whole lot to say
If I could find the words and the time
I would write a clever, meaningful rhyme
But my pen is down
My lips are sealed
My time is up
I am a rotting grape
Waiting to fall off the vine
Published 4th Jan 2013
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