Merely

She told me with her lips
I merely was her friend
For we were just eighteen
And life was at an end

For really, how much can you do
When you get past that age?
What fun is left when all there is
Is our declining stage?

She told me with her lips
That she had changed her mind
I merely helped her, then, with mine
To leave our youth
Behind

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