A Monochrome Poem
IT will talk about
an absence in the same manner
that he talks about it
when you are together
about a job about to come
when
he does not know
but for the meantime
he stays with you
for support
he once tells about a woman
who jumped from atop the
cathedral
hitting her head on the
lamppost below
not only sad
but horrible
brains scattered on the pavement
blood spurting like
a fountain
so much self-inflicted
violence
one thinks about the noise
of the monochromatic life
outside the window
thinking that there is someone
there that you know
who like you
also looks for life
a job that did not come
the decision to come home
but when
that i do not really know
with you
for the meantime
everything is still on the meantime
we wait
hopefully for something not
as violent
not as horrible as
the cathedral story.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The Meantime
In the meantime, what do you do when theres no one left but you and youre
Alone how do you feel when the one you love doesnt doesnt seem real do you
Run or do you try to heal all the hurt inside (oooooh,oh oh oh)
( but in the meantime)
I have found within myself everything I need to get by (everything, youre all
I need to get by ) cause I (cause i, cause i, cause I) know what to do in
The meantime continue to love you ( Im gon to continue to love love you)
Ther is no need for you to fear for I am here Ill be right here all of your
Life and iam willing and able to pull you through the storm that might you on
The outside and all of your fears and doubts will no longer exist because god
Is picking your greatest ways and he has done the same for me
Cause right now youre all I need
I have found within myself every thing I need to get by cause I know what to do
In the meantime continue to love you
In the meantime what do you do when there is no one left but you and youre
Alone how do you feel when the one you love doesnt seem real do you run or do
You try to heal the hurt inside
But in the meantime (repeat til fade)
song performed by by Mary J Blige
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Money Talks
(lead vocal - john miles)
Money dont grow on a money tree
The more you take the less for me
Money dont buy what you really need
It make an iceman cry, a stoneman bleed
But when you get right down to it, no matter who you are
It rules your life like a virgin queen
One day you might get over it, but in the meantime
It rules the world likea green machine
In the bank, in a box, money talks
In the black, on the rocks, money talks, money talks
Money dont lose in the money game
It drags you down like a ball and chain
So money dont come with a guarantee
It make a fool of you, it make a fool of me
But when you get right down to it, no matter what you say
It ties you down but it can set you free
Some day you might get over it, but in the meantime
It burns you up in the first degree
Moscow, bangkok, money talk
Park lane, boardwalk, money talk
But when you get right down to it, no matter what you try
You deal the cards, give the wheel a spin
One day you might get over it but everybody knows
Its heads you lose and its tails they win
Dont have too much to show for it, thats the way it goes
You roll the dice and they cash you in
Pinball, jukebox, money talks
Redskins, white sox, money talks
Billboard, cashbox, money talks
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Someone Keeps Moving My Chair
Mr. horrible
Mr. horrible
Telephone call for mr. horrible
But before he can talk to the ugliness men
Theres some horrible business left
For him to attend to
Something unpleasant has spilled on his brain
As he sponges it off they say
Is this horrible?
Is this horrible?
Its the ugliness men, mr. horrible
Were just trying to bug you
We thought that our dreadfulness
Might be a thing to annoy you with
But mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
Would you mind if we balance this glass of milk
Where your visiting friend accidentally was killed?
Would it be okay with you if we wrote a reminder
Of things well forget to do today otherwise,
Using a green magic marker, if its alright
On the back of your head?
Mr. horrible
Mr. horrible
Were not done with you yet mr. horrible
You have to try on these pants so the ugliness men
Can decide if theyre just as embarrassing as we think
We have to be sure about this
But mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
Someone keeps moving my chair
Mr. horrible says, I dont mind
The thing that bothers me is
Someone keeps moving my chair
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Happy In The Meantime
It's just another reason why
It all comes down to you and I
Just have another drink
Waste some time with me
We're happy in the meantime
I've gotta make up for losin' time
Cuz I've been spinnin' my wheels all night
And I can't wait
Can't hardly wait to see you
Things seem better off now
I think I'm better off now
[CHORUS:]
It's just another reason why
It all comes down to you and I
Just have another drink
Waste some time with me
We're happy in the meantime
I guess the rain's gonna follow me
Cuz it's been droppin' in ??
And I can't wait
Can't hardly wait to see if
Things seem better off now
I think I'm better off now
[CHORUS]
Well save a little rain
And wash away the pain
I'll try and keep it clean
I'll show you what I mean
I don't wanna keep you holdin' on
Cuz in the morning I'll be gone
So long
[guitar solo]
[CHORUS x 2
song performed by by Lit from Atomic
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Once Upon A Time
This love has two stories
One yours and one sublime
This love has two beginnings
One mine and one unkind
This love has one pretender
This love is to remember
This love had two stories
Must end with once upon a time
There were two strangers
And in time, the strangers met
And fell in love with time
In oh such danger
And time, does not forget
In the meantime,
That's the way it goes.
Meanwhile, once upon a time
In the meantime, meanwhile
This love has two meanings
One sure and one to find
This love has true feelings
One yearning, one is blind
This love should not surrender
This love is to remember
This love with two meanings
Must end with once upon a time
There were two strangers
And in time, the strangers met
And fell in love with time
In oh such danger
And time, does not forget
In the meantime,
that's the way it goes.
Meanwhile, once upon a time
In the meantime, meanwhile,
That's the way it goes.
Once upon a time
In the meantime
This love has one pretender
This love will always remember
This love with two stories
Must end with once upon a time
There were two strangers
And in time, the strangers met
And fell in love with time
In oh such danger
And time, does not forget
In the meantime,
That's the way it goes.
Meanwhile, once upon a time
This love had one pretender
That's the way it goes
This love will always be mine
This love was once upon a time
This love had one pretender
That's the way it goes
That's the way it has to be
This love will always be mine
Always you, always me
This love had one pretender
That's the way it goes
The way its gotta be
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Insomnia
Curl up tight into a ball
Curl my body against the soil
Staring up here
At the cathedral wall
I will sleep tonight
Be a baby. forget it all
Be a baby watch the quiet stones
Massive friend cathedral wall
I will sleep tonight
A mother to the living
A mother to the dead
Silent as the moonlight
I come to lay my head
And i won't know you. anymore
The peckish evening rolls once more
Into the ravenous night
Of hunger pains
That keep our troubled souls awake
A mother to the living
A mother to the dead
My ghost will drink the moonlight
Magic stones my heart and bones
And i won't know you. anymore
She's cold and she knows peace. cathedral wall
She's cold. she shows. i borrow
Keep away
Keep you away my love, my love
And pray
I might sleep tonight
The violence of my heartbeat
The violence of the blood
I will sleep with the cathedral
And, one day, you'll give up
And i will love you
But i won't know you
Anymore
song performed by by Marillion
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Writing And Talking...
there is nothing to write
for the meantime that i am chatting with you
there are lots to say and share
it is different on this sphere
we are more human
on this openness for
talks... no motives, no direction
just for the sake of
having someone to talk to
and then perhaps from there
there will be more metaphors to find
more poems to compose
more words
more of us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The Meantime
Take a little breather
Figure out the reasons that you stopped believing
Save me your caresses
Go clear up the confusion that your face confesses
Travel around the sun
Chorus: And in the meantime
Call me only with your silence
Leave stranded on this island
Go without me on your pillow, on your skin
And in the meantime
Disbelieve in your suspicions
Reconsider your position, your desires
On your lips only my name that you will whisper
Then remember
Take all the time that you need
I'll be waiting every moment
In the meantime
Take a little breather
Perhaps you think,in love, the grass is always greener
Set free your excesses
I hope you find the courage that your faith professes
To travel 'round the sun
And when my teardrops
Melt away within your laughter
Till you find what you are after
If our paths cross down the line
Just pretend that you don't see me
That I'm new to your existence
If we're meant to go the distance
There's no test we can't survive...Chorus
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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I Have Always Liked Your Silence
as you sit beside me
i have always liked your silence
running deep inside
my veins
like good blood.
i hate the way i always talk
but i could not stop
lest we both be silent
and sounding nothing
but dead
i am coping up with
what lack you have
and i envy you
for that
you are determined
in this silence
i am hesitant and prefer
my persistent noise
at least for the meantime
that we are waiting
for nothing to come
i like your
silence but i guess
you have nothing to say
and too
prefer
my talk, my restlessness
my world
where you cling
in the middle of your
sorrow.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Difficult Age
Difficult age
Youre just fourteen
And youre not friends with your body
Painfully thin
Look at your skin
Play with yourself for a hobby
How can they love a man who does that to himself?
Difficult age
Turn on the page
Have that wee drink in the meantime
Difficult age
Now youre eighteen
Heres all the freedoms you wanted
All the best clothes
A looker who goes
The size of your wage packet flaunted
How can they love a man who does that to himself?
Difficult age
Turn on the page
And have that wee drink in the meantime
Difficult age
Hes twenty-nine
Thirty just lurks round the corner
Settled for life
Nice kids and wife
Pull out a plum like jack horner
Difficult age
Turn on the page
Have that wee drink in the meantime
Difficult age
Now thirty-eight
And youre not friends with your body
Wish you were thin
Look at your skin
Wasting yourself for a hobby
How can they love a man who does that to himself?
song performed by by Xtc
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Cathedral Wall
Curl up tight into a ball
Curl my body against the soil
Staring up here
At the cathedral wall
I will sleep tonight
Be a baby
Forget it all
Be a baby
Watch the quiet stones
Massive friend
Cathedral wall
I will sleep tonight
A mother to the living
A mother to the dead
Silent as the moonlight
I come to lay my head
And I won't know you
Anymore
The peckish evening rolls once more
Into the ravenous night
Of hunger pains
That keep our troubled souls awake
We are forbidden to explain
A mother to the living
A mother to the dead
My ghost will drink the moonlight
Magic stones
My heart and bones
And I won't know you
Anymore
She's cold
She knows me
Cathedral wall
She's cold
She shows
I borrow
Keep away
Keep you away my love, my love
And pray I might sleep tonight
The violence of my heartbeat
The violence of the blood
I will sleep with the cathedral
And, one day, you'll give up
And I will love you
But I won't know you
Anymore
My frenzied and exhausted mind
Will somehow find a way
To leave you for a time
Condemned to lieing
And lying awake
[These chains are all your own
song performed by by Marillion
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It was the time of innocence
When he could easily play the fool
Without being punished
Meantime the stages have fallen apart
Meantime the actors have forgotten texts
Deeply written within all acts
Of five reasons made to always start-begin
At every opening to make an end
Close the builds
Leaf through empty seats
A numberless audience clapping to the silence
The rhythm being set
Proportions outreach
Harmony
Begging back to time
Tickets for a precious entrance
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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A girl can wait for the right man to come along but in the meantime that still doesn't mean she can't have a wonderful time with all the wrong ones.
That Was Part One. Maybe Part Two Needs Review
In the meantime,
Save up all your nickles and dimes...
And make yourself that charity case.
Goodbye.
Good luck.
This enviroment I'm in,
Needs to be replaced.
And in the meantime,
You can stop that whining you sigh...
And lift yourself over hurdles that appear.
My leaving you will help you find,
What's been missing for years...
Between both of your ears.
You chose to booze up when you wanted to.
You chose to do what you wanted to do.
You choose to eliminate a listening to hear.
Now you think I want you close...
Although distant when I wish you near?
That was part one.
Maybe part two needs review!
You chose to booze up when you wanted to.
You chose to do what you wanted to do.
You choose to eliminate a listening to hear.
Now you think I want you close...
Although distant when I wish you near?
'Come here.
You don't have to say it twice.
Come here,
I know what you need and like.'
Oh no,
I'm not attracted to defeat.
I know...
How to stand on my own two feet.
And I,
Wish not to ever repeat...
Being alone while you roam the streets.
Oh no,
I'm not attracted to defeat.
I know...
How to stand on my own two feet.
And I,
Wish not to ever repeat...
Being alone while you roam the streets.
In the meantime,
Save up all your nickles and dimes...
And make yourself that charity to give.
That charity case I found a waste.
And in the meantime,
You can stop that whining you sigh...
And lift yourself over hurdles that appear.
The ones you believe I'll await you to clear.
You chose to booze up when you wanted to.
You chose to do what you wanted to do.
You choose to eliminate a listening to hear.
Now you think I want you close...
When really what I'm wishing is that you disappear.
Give me a hammer or a tambourine!
Oh no,
I'm not attracted to defeat.
I know...
How to stand on my own two feet.
And I,
Wish not to ever repeat...
Being alone while you roam the streets.
And in the meantime,
You can stop that whining you sigh.
In the meantime,
Save up all your nickles and dimes.
And don't even try,
To ask me for change!
That's all I've ever done.
There is no pleading from me,
That 'we' shall overcome.
The singing of that tune has long been overdone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Talking to Patrizia
Patrizia doesn't want to
Talk about love she
Says she just
Wants to make
Love but she talks
About it almost endlessly to me.
It is horrible it
Is the worst thing in life
Says Patrizia
Nothing
Not death not sickness
Is as bad as love
I am always
In love I am always
Suffering from love
Says Patrizia. Now
I am used to it
But I am suffering all the same
Do you know what I did to her
Once?--speaking
Of her girlfriend--I kicked her out
I literally kicked her she was down on the floor and I
Gave her the colpi di piedi the
Kicks of my foot. She slided out.
She did this
To me promised to go on a trip
I am all waiting prepared
Suitcases and tickets
She comes and says her other friend finds out she
Can't go she guessed about it. I KICKED her out
Oh we are still together
Sometimes. But love is horrible. I thought
You might be the best
Person to talk to Patrizia since you
Love women and are a woman
Yourself. You may be right Patrizia
Said. But this woman who abandons
You I think you should
Disappear. Though maybe with this woman
Disappearing won't work.
I think not disappear.
It's too bad I don't know her
If I knew her if I could see her
Just for ten minutes--I'm afraid
If you saw her you might take
Her away from me. Patrizia
Laughs. No it hasn't happened to me
Thank God to like such young women yet
Why? When you are my
Age--still young--she
Is thirty . . . nine? you are close enough
To people very young to
Know how horrible they are
And you don't love them
You don't want to have anything
To do with them! Oh
Uh huh, I said putting
My hands down on the table and then off
Look at you excuse me but I have to laugh
At you sitting in this horrible
Restaurant at one o'clock
In the morning in a
City you don't want to be
In and why? For this woman.
It is horrible I know but
Also funny
I know I said. Listen I have
An idea. Do you know her address? You know where
She lives? You should go there
Go and hide there
Outside her house
In the bushes
Then when she comes out
You jump out
You confront her. You will see
If there is love
In her eyes or not. It can't
Be hidden. You will know It can't be mistaken
This works This has always worked
For me. It won't work for me. I can't
Go and hide there It is true
Patrizia says when there is love everything
Works when there isn't nothing does. Love
Is a god These Freudian things I don't believe at all
This god you have to do what
He wants you to you are
Angry but all you really want
Is to get her back. Then--revenge! If
This woman did something like this to me
I would simply dislike her in fact
I would hate her You may want to consider
Patrizia said that this woman is
Doing this test to you. No, I
Said. I know she's not. I know something. I feel
A hundred years old. Yet
You don't look so bad, Patrizia said.
Find another woman. I can't. I
Know Patrizia said. But one always thinks it
Is a good idea. But
If you can't you can't. I
Can't even eat
This food Patrizia I said.
I'm sorry I said Patrizia to be so
Boring I can't stop talking Forgive
Me. It doesn't bore me at all
Patrizia says It's my favorite subject
It isn't every day one sees somebody
In such a state you can help him by talking to stay alive
You know, Patrizia says if she
Does this thing to you now
She will do it again
And again so you'd better be ready
Maybe you can get the advantage
By saying she is right you
Don't love her Good bye You leave
However if you want her
You should go into the bushes
And surprise her when they see you
It always makes a difference
I can't go hide there Patrizia
That's insane. I went but not
Hiding and not confronting.
Patrizia: What did she say? I said
The same things. Patrizia said
Did you see love in her eyes? I said
No. I didn't. I saw
Something else. In Florence it's rainy
Her (relatively) short hair and
Her eyes along the Arno
The last time I'll ever see her again
As the one I am seeing again
When seeing again still has some meaning.
It's finished Patrizia's saying
For now but don't worry
I think you will get her back
But it will be too late. Oh Patrizia I
Let my back and head fall against
The chair Late isn't anything!
poem by Kenneth Koch
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I Love The Now
By: jimmy buffett, carrie fisher
1986
Its the reason for livin
But thats what Im givin
I dont need a history lesson
To tell me why
I mean Im in no hurry
To hustle and scurry
Theres so much to see
And life aint gonna pass me by
Tomorrows right around the corner
Ill get there somehow
But Im stuck in the meantime
And I love the now
Chorus:
I love the now (all the faces and places)
I love the now (all the rats and the races)
Its the only place Ive ever been
Its the only way that I know how
Dont talk about your superstitions
Dont talk about your cats meow
But dont talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
Its true weve got problems
How do we solve em
Better break out your thinkin cap
And your old dunce cone
Searchin for answers like interpretive dancers
She asks me for reasons
Then tells me to wait for the tone
The whole damn worlds gone crazy
The moon is jumpin over the cow
How can you help but
Not love the now
Chorus:
I love the now (all the ranting and raving)
I love the now (all the cussin and craving)
Its the only mess Ive ever seen
Its the only place where I know how
Dont talk about your futuristic
Dont talk about your thees and thous
Dont talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
(horn and harp instrumental)
Sittin on g
Waitin on o
Im exactly where
I want to go
Chorus:
I love the now (all the pain and the pleasure)
I love the now (all the blood and the treasure)
Its the only circus that I know
Its the only ring where Im allowed
Talk about a standing ovation
Everybody take a bow
But dont talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
But dont talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
No dont talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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I Met Death
I was waiting, watching one day
When Death came along, looking
As if there was something he wanted to say
His hair was as black as the sky at night
And in the wind it blew like smoke
He had come a long way in his worn black cloak
So I invited him in and I did say
If you’d like to you can stay
But Death said:
“I’m only passing through
For the clock’s hands they say
They are ticking the seconds of my life away”
And I answered,
Thinking I’d misunderstood
As Death’s dark black eye gleamed under his dark black hood
“If your Death, how can you die? ”
You see, Death didn’t seem the kind to lie.
And Death wasn’t phased at all,
“No longer Death I may become,
Or so says He if I don’t complete
The most horrible, horrible, feat.
“The most horrible feat? ”
I had to say
Could it be so horrible,
That Death couldn’t say?
“Death, ” said Death, “is the horrible feat.”
And then he faded away, like smoke into the blue, blue sky
But I think, before he left, I might have seen him cry.
I had never in my life, seen Death again
Until the night I stood outside in the rain
When he said, “I’m sorry miss, but this is good bye.”
And I found out what it’s like to die.
So we went, and parted, to each our own way,
But one more time I want to heard Death say, “I’m sorry miss, -“
Marking the end of the day
poem by Jinny Tikanus
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The Journey (feat. Lateef)
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a call have it's way,
an' have me wonderin' all my days
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a call have it's way,
an' have me wonderin' all my days.
I can't stay home, I gotta keep movin,
I gotta keep doin', I gotta get out,
I gotta roam, it's somethin' that moves me,
It's somethin' that uses me without a doubt,
'cause somewhere abstract coincidence happens,
see someone in passin' while out and about,
next thing I know I'm happily travelin',
puttin' in action ideas that I mouth,
cause I speak it and do it, talk it and walk it,
I'm so bad about it, I shout it out loud,
but try to stay open, the forces in motion,
They keep me on course, it's just clear that i've found (?),
Imprissoned in flesh and reality's blesses,
that made manifest every woman and child,
I'll keep on expressin' reality's lessons,
explorin' my prison until I'm let out.
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a call have it's way,
an' have me wonderin' all my days
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a call have it's way,
have me wonderin' all my days.
Travelin' East and West, on every known highway,
South to North carryin' that torch until I'm old and grey.
Well in the mean time inbetween I'm pushin' through this,
I said in the main time inbetween I'm on my duty.
Sometimes I get beat up, sometimes I'm the beater,
Sometimes man my feet hurt from walkin' so long,
Sometimes I'm defeated, sometimes I get cheated,
Sometimes I just need it, 'cause sometimes I'm wrong,
So the question's repeated, why even try?
When there's rocks in the road, pot-holes in the lawn,
The victory's sweeter when obstacles either,
Are side-stepped or crushed on the way to the door,
So I go on my own, have faith in the road,
I can share that control cause I'm never alone.
I hear the creator speak to me through wispers,
On winds the voices of friends and of foes,
I listen to omens, the things that he shows me,
Shows that he knows me and helps me along,
And follow him closely, where he goes mostly,
Guidin' my path on this map 'till I'm gone
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a call have it's way,
an' have me wonderin' all my days
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a call have it's way,
an' have me wonderin' all my days.
And when they lay me down,
To rest in my Earthly grave,
And when they lay me down,
Navigate that big sky wave.
But in the meantime I, I got my duty,
In the meantime inbetween time I, I got to do this,
In the meantime inbetween time I, I'm pushin through this,
In the meantime inbetween time I, I got my duty.
I got my.. I got my, I got my duty. I got my duty I know!
song performed by by Fatboy Slim
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Because Their World Is Sinking
because their world is sinking
they move out
to save themselves and
finding your world
they knock at your door
politely,
as you open it
they start doing the traders' talk
they want to be your new house cleaners
for the meantime
that they do not have a world of their own
you refuse them
and then you close the door almost
hitting their faces
outside your world
a police officer is studying the pages
of the penal code
wanting to find the provision that
may put them all to jail
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Confusing Story
forgetting you makes her
think of jumping out
of the window from
the 10th floor,
she is
so depressed like a
house blown by a tornado,
she thinks she is dying
she can be like her friend
one time
when finally she jumped
out and killed herself in
an instant like a water
melon crushed on the
pavement of the road.
there are 13 women who
died on this county in the
name of men, love, hate,
despair, denial, ambiguities,
she can't be the 14th
of this story,
enough of
these! she like to have a happy
ending,
wait, she is trying to find
an exit
the exit of yes,
and 'they live happily ever
after'
yes. yes. yes.
that is what forgetting
means, she finally lives
happily ever after, and
the man is free and the
other woman dies of
grief.
The man is killed
in her story.
she betrays him too
the author, and even
God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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