'Loving is never so simple'
Said she with blushed cheeks and dimple
'It travels a zigzag pattern
Mystic like olde gas lanterns'
Insofar as frustration goes
Mixed emotions came blow to blow
With answers quite unexpected
From eyes my presence rejected
With all pockets turned inside out
The absence of money no doubt
Gave no meaning to one's demise
From gutters that seldom gave rise
To a fool whose pie in the sky
Evaded the unicorn's sigh
Whomsoever ends up alone
Embraces what was never owned.
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