A Modern Day Dirge

He writes only love songs
tepid trifles adored
one note held on too long
length eclipsing the score
she sings only love songs
her heart bearing the brunt
the stings of her own wrongs
make the words an affront
they make only love songs
synthing meaning anew
his legacy prolonged
as she bids him adieu
one love that these two wore
a rebirth in three four

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