Below is the poem entitled Foul Despair which was written by poet
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I sit here in the silence staring into nowhere,
Finding it hard to remove myself from sadness' cold stare.
Once again it's over, the bond has run its course,
Pain attacks from all angles, like an unforgiving force.
Why must inside me feel like hardened stone?
Is it truly that hard to keep someone to call my own?
Looked out for her interests, tried not to be a distraction,
Yet I'm still unable to bestow total satisfaction.
Now broken like a twig, what will be my next action?
Incorrect assumptions led to wasted attraction.
It seems incorrect to make a lady feel pampered,
Or maybe with me, she simply felt hampered.
The face of Despair, in the mirror is all I see,
That selfsame look of a battered willow tree.
Pondering on the possibility of the inability to think straight,
As even when horribly wronged, my heart refuses to hate.
My expression now over, I've stated how I feel,
I'll rise once again with armoured nerves of steel.
- Michael-Shane Brown