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Poetry News Post #390

Your Conclusion

Written by: Young Apple Tree, Lyne Vespertine
Date: Monday, April 21st, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone


I was sitting with a friend
Laughing, drinking wine
Whatever you came to comprehend
It certainly ruined my time

Your words, they smote me harshly
Unlike any weapon could do
My heart, it cried out helplessly
You leave me here confused

You leave me here alone
My friend, he took off running
Tears slide down without control
Your plan! How it was cunning!

Your ego is being threatened
Your woman is with another man
How could she be so easily beckoned?
Drop all faith, fall into a violent trance

Take no time to try to learn
Take no heed for her words of plea
Lash out, leave an unhealing burn
As long as she's no longer with he

You left the room, the damage was done
You didn't take the time
To find out how it had all begun
Disgusted by this supposed crime

~Young Apple Tree, Lyne Vespertine

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Variach, in the year 98 MA.


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