The things we love most
we squander
or they squander us
It hurts so
so much more than words
to lose love and trust
All the best of us
frozen or lost
or abandoned left to rust
One day sooner than a blink
quicker than one can think
turned back to dust
All that matters
all that was ever dreamed
will go bust
Precious moments
only memories
In God We Trust
We once treasured them
once did love and lust
squandered the best of us
Blindly hurting, starving
agonizingly, empty
squandered so much
Kicked to the floor
dying inside, clinging
let go, somehow we must
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