This Agony

Years came and went,
we lived the great beliefs.
Then we met, oh heart-song of relief.

A moment's love
before the empty
minutes weighed us down.

We loved, we lost.
So great the cost.
This agony was never meant to be...

? Michaelette ?

7/4/2002
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