Disappointment 1 - - Poem by Josh Alfred
This happy end of mine
Has been lost to other results
What I thought would be fine
has become another one of my faults
Disappointed with these ends
Not happy with these things
How all things tend to bend
With these negative feelings
These things, more enemy than friend
Have become a sign of chaotic fury
Missing my happiness, and what I intend
Has caused me nothing but worry.
Act with wisdom to be wise
Either happiness or your own demise.
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