Frost Was Right (Inspired By An Ex And Nothing Gold Can Stay) - Poem by Vince Davis
My dreams with you have been put on hold,
When you started to become so cold.
Our relationship was destined to become sour;
Which explains why I fell in love with happy hour.
Thinking about how our love was so brief;
Alcohol and Tylenol becomes my only relief.
Now not just Frost can say,
Nothing gold can stay.
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