Dissolution
Bitter end to sweet beginning,
as the path between them widens
What a shame when trust is lost,
never to be regained
And days become years of strained existence,
where touches fade from memory
Always two sides to an
argument, both believing
in their own truth
The walk down the isle
is a lifetime away as the
judge signs the final decree
And both walk away,
wondering what happened
to happy ever after
Lynn West
(c) 2011
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