Too good was my love for you.
Too good you 'had' to play,
Cloak and dagger games.
Which made no sense...
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It's too sad to know,
They hold onto their hatred.
I'm glad to show,
My understanding ways.
...
Well...
Let's see!
Some nooses were hung from a tree.
And folks who themselves,
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How can you speak to me,
About what you 'perceive' is disgraceful?
When you are standing on my foot.
And I 'believe' you know it!
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Why do folks play childish games to pest?
Those older ones play them,
And should give them a rest.
You would think by the time some one is 55,
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What's the purpose of writing down something,
So as not to forget
When doing so is forgotten,
And remembering it one quits!
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'Lover...
You've gone from me
And left behind,
So many memories.'
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In a destiny reached,
I hear less of those preaching.
The opinions of those,
Made to keep me insignificant...
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Medieval evilness,
Has played tricks on them.
To keep them fooled as rulers.
These conflicts they search,
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No matter how you peek at it,
Or disbelieve it's there.
Truth has discovered you,
In desperate hiding...
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