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I've lost you...
 
I’ve lost you, haven’t I?
I won’t acknowledge it.
My words fall silently
like autumn foliage.
 
Inside an empty church,
where mass just ended,
I’m Christ, whose open arms
now hang suspended.
 
Love flourishes and fades.
Alpha - Omega.
One day, a god; the next --
a homeless beggar.
 
Perhaps, it’s for the best, --
no love -- no jealousy.
Wash down my farewell kiss
with sips of Hennessy.
 
We’ve loved each other, dear.
How can this love be over?
The cold receiver falls
as though an old revolver.

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