Sunday, August 17, 2003

the upshot of 24 years of heartbreak...read on.

Lop-Sided Love and Fate
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This thing,
This baffling thing,
Aren’t beings suppose to see it?
Hear?
Feel?
So prejudiced, one-sided.
I fear, I fear,
Might end up lop-sided,
Worse is end up on me,
Me, on love, Cripes!
A dim-witted.


Ah!
Second verse.!
Another slate, to liberate
My torment, vex,
On the universe.
Count the time, infamous cupid
Fending love away from me?
Away from
One plundered hopeless romantic,
With no hope of recoil.


Woe to me
For the nth time.


Zut! I only live once.
Therefore, maim , cripple
My slapdash existence,
Is there any like hood of change in this
excruciating soreness?
My heart, and my
Poor hypothalamus,
Aw.
Assez.

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