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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Musketeer People don’t want to hear negative truth, Even when they say they do. If I told you of my life, You would disappear out of sight. You only want to see smiling faces; You don’t want to hear I have no light. Bury me with good intentions. Say cheer up to bring me down. You want my love? You cannot have it. You have not earned anything from me but a frown. My face a portrait picture; The eyes occasionally move. I only look up from my despair, So that I can see right through you. All I see is no reflection of me. Such empathy, against such apathy. Why does nobody feel like me? I relate to all, only through things I saw. There is no love for me anymore. All you say contains no truth. I am broken, beaten, used. If I fall for you, I will fall alone, Because you are already lost without your phone. All I own could never buy your attention, So endlessly I fail to mention. There was a time I stood for you only; That time has passed because you never secured me. So at long last the time has passed, I am standing alone at an impasse. None shall pass, goodbye I’m leaving, For I still protect my every feeling, By saying naught of my ten thousand thoughts, That I wish I had said before I left. Now not one negative word will ever be said, About the idea which I protect. The lies have been said and I have faced death; Stared right down the barrel into nothingness. With my last dying breath, I will hope to somehow see love again. (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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