Dear Poet Eileen
Dear poet Eileen
be not in pain
for it spreads with haste
and bitter it taste
relieve you must
or it makes you daft
for I have felt
its cruel thrust
Its no easy task
to get rid of this mask
which one needs to wear
of pasts tear
Yet we need to try
or else pain will pry
to the inner recess of heart
and will not ever part.
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