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Jan 2016
How small of a toss
  Can create such great loss
  The wrong words to a boss
  Showed meaning with cost  
  
A tiny young boy
  Misuses a toy
  States things that are cloy
  On food too much soy

An older girl rants
  She needed new pants
  The seeds that she plants
  Itch like some red ants

You can't find your ring
  Shouted words in a string
  Accusations that sting
  ... You sat on the thing

How much did you gain
  In time of long pain
  Heard the howling of rain
  No songs had you sang

Life gave you pleasure
  Though Lacking in measure
  Like clinging a tether.
  Than none it was better.

How fun has dwindled.
  Love that sloped downward.
  Loss casts And it shadowed.
  'Til no more has remained.

Loss.
Cost.
  Gain.
   Pain.
    Pleasure.
     Dwindled.
      Shadowed.
        

Words. Lost.

mgm 1/10/2016
Dr Michael Morrell
Written by
Dr Michael Morrell  62/M/Las Cruces, NM
(62/M/Las Cruces, NM)   
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