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Undesirably Cold
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November 2012 My grandma once told me when i was young,
she noticed i desired to be a father with a son,
not a cop, firefighter or pirate, she heard what i didn't say,
she told me to "be patient, you deserve it some day,
live life one way, be slow and think, not fast,
even if it doesn't seem i promise rain will pass,
you'll find a good girl, you WILL find love,
and if i'm not here i'll still be watching from above."
Loved as a boy, underated as a man,
never judging anyone even when i can,
taking a stand, i don't desire gold,
but on this path my heart has undesirably grown cold,
what is it about me that is never good enough for her?
guess i'll just bottle this up and like the rest, store her,
as a learning experience, in the pile with the failures,
right next to the girl who wanted me to only nail her.
