The End
It was over ten years ago I fell in love,
doing so I cursed the deity up above.
Thinking I could control my universe and stay content,
not knowing that my relationship would descend.
What to do now that I am alone,
will I allow my heart to turn to stone?
From bliss to hell In a day,
would send my mind into dismay.
Ok so now I'm bipolar,
where to restart when there's lack of order.
This is the end and it's official,
I'll refuse to live my life superficial.
Copyright © Jon B. Rangel | Year Posted 2009
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