2018 Sonnet 33

A tribute to friendships taken from me,
Stolen or poisoned, faked and forgotten,
Spilling into the streets of Never Was and Used To Be.
Nylon, polyester, wool and cotton.

Which was it? Lie or exaggeration?
For one, you can give me attribution
But not for both, although my station
Makes one seem the other. No solution

For love lost mystery shadowed too long
To know where it starts or where it will end.
I only know that what once was a song
Is now just an ode to a long lost friend.

Nice while it lasted. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks for letting me think you were caring.

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