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Oct 2013
I thought I knew you
I thought you are to me
I thought I had it good
I thought it meant to be.

But these are just thoughts
Assumed and imagined fantasies
In reality, it smears
of heartaches, done quite painfully.

As I ponder, thoughts unraveling
I ***** to seek the pain and sought
Who you'd become, seize gentle meaning
of a love to lose, losing and lost.

(February 06, 2003)
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