Mike Porter Poems

It is funny really, what makes me, sad inside.
To see my loved ones argue, makes me want to run and hide.
To fight over nothing, oh so trivial it all seems.
To shout and lots of tantrums with nasty horrible screams.
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Why do I feel empty, so lonely, so sad,
I spent Christmas with my love ones,
I should be rejoicing, be happy, be glad,
My heart it should be racing, beating just for you,
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I wish I understood why,
I should be happy but want to cry.
The most beautiful lady, that i've ever known,
Is here with me, but I feel so alone.
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