I loved you more than anyone
I would have done anything for you if you just believed in me
But you didn’t even want to try
To show me something a little better
You couldn’t even show me love and now
I just never want to see your face again
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I am a writer, I write ~ I began writing PR0G-PR0SE in 1966 - not sure why I ever stopped, was it 9/11? Poetry does not have to be boring .. .
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