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May 2010
I never meant for you to read, since I know mostly it is libel,
never did I know that my poems, would be read much like the bible,
I would prefer that you did not, but why publish with that thought,
now I feel too spent, grabbed from the thrift store and cheaply bought.
Find it funny that you back up, the sister of the woman who wants to leave,
enough false pretenses and saturday truck, so continue to believe,
run Joey run, make sure you do the opposite of what you are doing now,
never trust the spoiled rotten, love with them I will never again allow.
But was it love? It wasn't love, because if you don't want to talk about it,
then it was never love, I felt that I walked the walk,
all along it was a dream, and I woke up at the start,
just like when we made the moon a big deal, there is a total eclipse of my heart.
Now I can't even feel, or care for this girl when I have mediocre feelings,
never should have skipped the healing, never should have allowed the stealing,
but thats life, just when you feel good you get let down,
I am somewhere feeling very lonely, maybe I will see you around.
