Change 2 Poem by Mountain Man
Change 2
Change a lonely man's
symphony, green pastures, darkest as the night,
A life expiring,
a romance is dead on arrival.
so what
so why does all the
idiots get all the girls,
what a crock,
what a joke.
As if she was the one.
Yes a guy like me doesn't
get any dates any more.
A tragedy in the making.
Waste of my time.
time echoes beyond the back,
somewhere, somehow.
Oh well what was I thinking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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