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I feel a little hurt by life that’s let me down,
the rhymes so well rehearsed, have left a perfect frown,
as what long told should be, in life is never timed,
a dream of fantasy that falters ere it dies.
I once believed in love, in happy families,
a life to be proud of, a seamless unity,
yet that which I have chased is not quite as it seems,
a glittering showcase, that’s captured, not set free.
A heart that’s dipped in stone, a smile that’s mostly fake,
a random off-beat note that sings my life’s mistakes,
now want me to let go this man into the world,
where truth is but a show and trust a long-dead slur.