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His Love’s Gone By

His Love’s Gone By

36 years

And she’s gone

And left him

London, Paris

Egypt, Africa

They would have …

Now, it’s hard for him

To get out of bed

And put his

Boots on

And move

He’d rather

Go under cover

Pretend

It never happened

So, he’s going through

The motions

A stranger to himself

One day

the mask

he’s wearing

will replace

the face

he was

with her

But his eyes

Will never hide

What her leaving

Did to him

                       TL

Published inTamiko Lowery