The Sharpest Knife

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2009 Poems

Don’t break me down,

Right after lifting me up

I thought you really loved me

But it sounds like you are really mixed up

I saw you once,

and felt so sure

That a love could be real,

and pure

But now I see it is a different story

You can have one or the other,

but you can’t have love and glory

Its sad to know,

That love doesn’t always grow

But that is a part of life

The one you really want,

Will turn the other way

Stabbing you with the sharpest knife

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