Forget Me Not

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    Forget Me Not

    He loves me
    He loves me not

    In his words..he loves me
    In his deeds...he loves me not

    When we are alone at night together
    In the privacy of our own thougths, he loves me.

    When he's showing off to the guys, he loves me not.
    To the outside world, he loves me not.

    When he's druging it with the guys-shooting up, no call, no show,
    He loves me not!

    Go to hell.
    Go to the bowels of Hell!
    Go have fun with your low life existence of Hell.
    You Skum, you liar!

    Because, you know what? Your life has nothing to do with mine!

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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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