Love’s Cost

By Damien Knight

Every word said
Bet it makes ya mad
You’re not in my bed
Every scream had
Know for me
I lose no sleep
You might plea
But I do not weep
For what we were
I moved on baby
It is her I prefer
You lost me
And that’s ok
Cuz ya not alone
I use to pray
For sins to atone
But I to lost
You so long ago
Alas love’s cost
Is that we let go

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