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Sonnet 712


They say you realize more as you mature,

Yet little did I know this would be true.

With such unfair times I had to endure,

My escape plan was the next task I drew.

 

You prevented me from certain actions,

Simply for your own selfish needs and wants.

Soon realizing after your reaction,

I will not fall for the mind games and taunts.

 

But I have to face the reality;

No matter what, you are a part of me.

I don't understand your mentality,

However i still appreciate thee.

 

Now it is the end and I will not cry.

Finally I see the "good" in "goodbye."

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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