We often dig our own grave;
But cry foul as we fall.
We rant and rave;
But Love we never gave,
yet we expect to get a lover's embrace.
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200 Days Of POETRY
Poetry200 Days, 200 different Poems. #33 in Poetry Category July 21, 2017 Back at #33 in Poetry Category On March 27, 2018 "All Glory Belongs to God"
