Monday, February 24, 2020

You

You are the one
That is no more
You robed my dreams
Long time ago
You stabbed me
In the soul
And walked away
And even today
You stab me again
When you talk with desdain
To that young man
That once was your child
You worthless
Excuse of human race
Incapable of loving anything
But yourself!

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