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in the shade of

my very own disillusionment

my heart regrettably retires

hope had her sweet morning in the sun

and sadly dried out where she stood

hearts were made to be disappointed

not sure why I think mine should be

any different

but I did a stupid thing

I allowed myself to have some

expectations

and was let down

when nothing materialized

in essence I set myself up

to be let down

so is the way

Sadness slips on her overcoat

of gloom

preparing for the coming

of the hot empty tears

slaughtered for its own stupidity

my heart grows still

numb by the absence of

any obvious sign it was

truly missed

just vague clippings littered

the road side

detoured......................

(Nov. 20, 2009 252pm)