How dare you give me false hope
each morning
delivering
to me
a love
which didn't exist
How dare you
weaving me into your life
where I wouldn't exist
How dare you
loving me
with a love
which was promised
to someone else
My heart is so pure
I can only forgive you
but
I can be pissed
pissed at the nature
of the deliverance
of such
sorry love
Again
rising to my feet
rising to me
rising to goodness
knowing
I
deserve
true love
Perhaps I will never
experience it
but
in my crazy artistic mind
I already
have pure love
I love myself
more than I can say for you
I only see
a wuz
of
a
shadow of a man
I love my life
Simply
Being
Me
Me


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