Once......

I once dreamed of growing old, our wrinkly hands entwined in the sunset of life
Now I just dream……………….

I once believed a life of honesty and good would return in kind
I believe no more……………….

I once hungered for love, life and the absorption of all I could
My hunger is lost into the skin and bones it once fed

I once wanted so much, chased horizons distant and tall
That was my yesterday..

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