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[sid] => 157194
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Nonsensical
[time] => 2010-02-02 15:33:07
[hometext] => A poem about lost love and longing etc.
[bodytext] => You wooed me---- Making me believe you cared for me, When, in fact, I see I was merely fodder; I the mouse to your cat. Oh! To turn back the hands of time!----I would--- For then, perhaps, I could prevent our meeting? No---I think not. Certain things are inevitable (Like heartbreak). Yes, you wooed me, Then you left me to rot, Wondering why I wasn’t good enough; Wishing I was someone else who could make you stay. What a silly woman was I? To think you’d sooner die than hurt me? Ha!------Yes, I was foolish------ And foolish still it seems For I continue to weep for the loss of you. Absurd, I know, but I cannot control my feelings--- They work against me, Plotting my demise via love’s labor’s lost. Oh, God!---- Again, here I am, loving you, Even after you used me---- Discarding my love like so much useless trash; Oh!----I must think myself worthless to care---- And care I do for you!---Despite how insane it is to. And do you know what’s stranger still? All the while I am loving you, I am wishing to hate you as much as myself----- Ah! But that-----That is impossible to do; For it was I that let you woo And believed you were true When, really, I meant nothing to you--- So this is my shame to carry. The shame is: I believed in the lie that was you and I, And ignored what the brain knew despite the heart---- That you can only love yourself and no one else Especially a girl like me, Who lives to love And loves to live---- To me you cannot give, For that would be most costly; It would mean to put yourself second, And no one is second to you---- And did I mention? I continue to miss you--- So, they were right, Truth is stranger than fiction. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 22 [informant] => JakerBaker88 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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