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It's Not Fair

Nobody understands this pain inside.
Maybe least of all myself.
The day I lost you, I died.
33 yrs up on this shelf.

Was young and wild, no bigger fool.
Now I am governed by a different rule.
Because clouds of someone's misguided youth.
Can break your heart when you learn the truth.

I believed so long in all the lies.
Came to learn I'm not so wise.
And that time don't give a damn.
Who the hell I think I am.

The mirror of age, the faded page.
The mellow peace turned into rage.
To lose the game that's not a game.
Leaves you to never be the same.

It leaves you asking why was I born.
Surely not to just be forlorn.
Feeling like nobody's there.
This can't go on, it's not fair.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 4/1/2017 12:54:00 PM
Your words took stage and treated the reader to a glimpse of your heart and a peek at your soul. It flows like the currents of life with a realistic crispness that drew the reader in. Emile.
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Date: 3/28/2017 1:36:00 PM
Emotive and expressive work that leaves the reader to wonder what happened here..Good work..Thanks for the visits to my pages..I appreciate the time spent there..Sara
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Date: 3/28/2017 1:49:00 AM
Hi Robert, very touching especially if this is all about yourself and I might add a very well written poem, take care.......Vera
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Date: 3/21/2017 8:57:00 AM
No-one is meant to just be forlorn. A deep and touching poem, Robert. T.J
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