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WHAT NEVER WAS
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JOURNAL#8 with a cold and uncaring hand
I was rudely slapped down
forcing me to sit where I now stand
I've just now succeeded in what I originally set out to
do
I've made you forget me as I've quite magnificently
may I add forgotten you
but then of course that was always the preferable
winning plan
suffering is just another nine letter word until you're
put under its silent unexpected spell
perhaps then that is why with the term 'love' we choose
to precede it with the verb fell
is it all that very hard on one's system you were so
quick to pin me down and ask
but you got your not so long awaited answer once my
blank eyes released the latch from their distantly
indifferent mask
the pent up pain poured to the shattered surface
in hopes of a healthier healing
the wounds were still almost raw again by these old
new feelings that I was feeling
turn your head gently away if you feel you must and you
won't have to so shockingly see
what your rejection and empty lust have left behind
and consequently done to me
yet never fear
it doesn't still hurt it only feels as if it does
and know that I don't regret not one single thing except
maybe 'What Never Was'..............
(written Sept 26,1992 am)
