(1) Tribulations - Poem by Uriah Hamilton
Impossible to deny
I'm a strange man.
I've seen women
walking in the rain
or escaping destiny in a train,
and somehow knew their perfection.
With your yellow dress
and dark eyes
in a world of vanquished dreams,
I knew you were lonelier
than your flowerless butterfly tattoo.
You're first rate at guessing,
but truly you're mistaken,
I wasn't your lover or murderer
in a previous incarnation.
But you do seem similar
to a girl I can't forget;
there's a price to pay
and an unwillingness to stay
through a relationship's tribulations.
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