The Inevitable Secret

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The Inevitable Secret

The Inevitable Secret

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Hm, you're not pleased with me, based off that snarl on your face

What did I do this time?

Oh, and why should you be judgemental of something that doesn't concern you?

Hah, I’m the hippocrate now?

That's enough jokes, old pal

All those times I spent reaching out to you wasn't for my sake

It was for your own personal welfare and interest

You don't care though, so it's okay

Neither do I because I gave my all to you, only to be shot down 

By your bullets of silent accusation

Actually, words don't hurt me; your seething does more damage than you can possibly imagine

But like I said, who gives a care?

Certainly not me or you either

Why am I continuing my desperation for something that only hurts me in the end?

Good question; answer isn't so simple that its driven me to the definition of insanity

I do dream of being yours once again, however, that's off the table

Right now, always remember I was attracted to you 

You broke every emotion to the point where I was willing to die

How does that make you feel?

Surely, you must know after that first letter I sent that you knew I was serious

Now, to you, it's all a comedian's act


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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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