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     So many words with no action to follow.
    This heart is better left a hollow.

    I'm done being all depressed.
    I now end this aweful quest.

    My love, I must now discard.
    I shouldn't have let down my guard.

    I swore married I would never be.
    I knew it woud be, like this you see.

    All the I cares,and all thee  love yous.
    Have made me sing them lonely blues

    Always alone in a crowded room.
    It must be me,.... I assume.

    I'm done with all of this heartache
    Cuz this damn marriage is a mistake.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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