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About This Poem
Delusional Cowboy
For years, desire,
Was punctuated with excuse,
And resentment,
Became a full time resident
In his thoughts.
Age left him feeling
Like a malcontent,
Floundering through life shadowing
Love's Portion.
The years he envisioned as his
Had been long pilfered,
By inattention and neglect;
His decent years, now remote,
He visions through a haze;
Remorseful feelings by himself
He knew changed nothing,
For yesterdays are unforgiving,
And time respects no person.
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