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[bodytext] => GOODBYE (T. Beechey) So unworthy of love,way beyond my feeble reaching It's teaching me a lesson I'm confessing I don't want The blunt message for me brings stormy overcasting Lasting till forever --- I never chose to confront I'm doomed to seclusion,my intrusion is forbidden Must stay hidden from the masses as time passes by Reasons why do not matter,all defenses shatter inward All that's heard and forgotten is an ill-begotten cry It's my destiny to follow in the hollow misgivings That living has showed me on this road of endless ends Where no one spends a second unless beckoned in their youth Sometimes truth is no answer,just a chance for further bends Why was I chosen? No one knows,no one questions Suggestions meekly fall in dull and deafened ears Still the years keep increasing,never ceasing in climbing The timing's in rhythm with slim hopes and shedded tears So,I stay along the course and I force myself to chuckle While I buckle in and under the sheer wonder of it all And,as I fall,there is laughter from rafter to valley I'm a tally on a scoreboard faced toward a barren wall That's the fate that's awaiting,no sense stating objection The rejection is as certain as a curtained draw of breath Whether or not,it is coming --- the humming's now a rumble Soon I'll tumble pure and simple through the dimpled smile of death [comments] => 0 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 13 [informant] => trivking64 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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