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how all too conveniently we forget

and or lose the initial sense of love

but we always can recall the pain

and it hurts as it haunts

and tediously taunts

even the most profoundly strong man

without even one virtuous instinct

left in itself to try and wane

more is the pity

when the one in question is ever so pretty

delirium is not solely lost to the seedier

likes of the criminally insane

why, even I have suffered from such

mysterious ailments of uncertainty myself

refusing all the while every offered

ear, hand or sympathetic shoulder of even

the most minimal help

for I, in my pain would much rather prefer

to point the finger inwardly until I've

broken myself from these feelings of blame..........

(Jan. 26, 1997)