I was a fool
thinking it was real
the difference in ages
was too much
the ring was on your finger
not through your nose
pushing me around
in this wheelchair is
something neither of
us planned for.
i can not blame you
for wanting a better life
you are still young,
whereas i am an old *******
so i must let you go
life never promised to be fair
but i can at least be realistic
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
I was a fool
thinking it was real
the difference in ages
was too much
the ring was on your finger
not through your nose
pushing me around
in this wheelchair is
something neither of
us planned for.
i can not blame you
for wanting a better life
you are still young,
whereas i am an old *******
so i must let you go
life never promised to be fair
but i can at least be realistic
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