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tears are warm behind the eyes

until they trickle coldly upon the face

release this great pain dearest tears

and give me some new hope to gently embrace

promise me some masculine leather to one day soon

lay next to my feminine lace

and bend me to your will for I would do so gladly

and with extreme grace

conquests would be that like nothing

without the initial chase

if love and hate were to be combined into a game

I believe some would aptly title it 'Race'

I haven't found my one sweet true love yet

for I know not where I should linger and look

so many men I once innocently cared for and so

many pieces of me they tempestuously took

shards of past encounters cut me to pieces if I lay

my thoughts upon them too long

I am noticeably narrow minded

I see others' ill deeds towards me yet in myself

back then I seen not my own alarming wrong

someone once made similar grievances into a sad

sweet song

about memories good and bad not always staying where

they belong

to get through this lengthy trial to the mind

such an ugly vision I should quickly discard

to try is admirable for its difficult to forget

mistakes that have left you mentally mutated and

emotionally marred

but there is not one he who lives who is not scarred

so look out for the carriers of pure hate

for those are the ones you had best from, keep

your guard....

( written Sept 29,1991 am)