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PHILOSOPHICAL SS Sigh. I give up on this confusion,
It renders me a frightening delusion!
pain and sorrow then hope tomorrow!
what else can this bring?
Oh I've tried an endless stream
of concious thought but naught,
I sent vibes and ignored and lied...
Ive insulted and provoked
I have done everything in hope
But nothing seems to cure me of this ill.
destined for ever to see the cure a tiny little pill
in an ornate pill box, lying inside a glass case
with eyes ever peering at it on show.
What, just what, would happen if I did break that glass...?
Great poem!
Often the desire is sweeter than the realization. But ya never know until you do ;-)