The Best of Me

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The Best of Me

Walking alone was my path.
Its all I ever knew.
The view had changed

The darkness filled with light
The pain washed away.
My life had changed

I feel like a better man
The best now brought out of me
My heart given forever now

Never wanted back.

Losing the one I love now
Nothing of the heart can remain
My love has the best of me

Never to be regained. 

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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