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On a day of jokes and humor,

I was deceived like no other.

Not being able to make out the

truth, what lied behind the mask

she wore, and wore proud.

I applaud her performance, one

in which awards are given; I mean

to have such a pure innocence to

her, love filled her eyes, as she

played on my hearts cords, taking my

feelings & creating a musical masterpiece,

one in which she destroyed with ease.

Since this betrayal, my life has since

gone out of tune, seems like I missing

pieces, lost puzzle pieces of my life,

and without these, there is no picture,

life's blueprint is incomplete.



I sit and wonder about KARMA and how its

principle of "what goes around comes around,"

and things begin to seem a bit clearer,

but then a year later to the date of "Fools"

the same sh!t happens again & I think,

it’s me playing the total fool, blind

to the truth which I let slip by me;

I have 2 strikes against me & need to

focus on me before I strike out in this game.

On this day of days, this day of fools,

I play the fool better then a court jester,

falling for the games, without knowing the rules.

Days come and go and this one comes once

a year, so with each sunrise, I start

each day with some words of wisdom...

"I don't live in the pages of the past,

instead I choose to continue to

write the pages of my future..."