A hatefull world, a life that sucks,
the salty tears, and mis-lead trust.
The broken homes, and beaten wives,
the children scarred, from blood that lyes.
Thoughts of regret, the bitten tounges,
a path to diamonds, but wish for none.
Feeling so lost, confusing times,
the loss of hope, one tries to hide.
The hurtfull words, from those same lips,
I once did feel, true love's first kiss.
A friends betrayal, the knife at heart,
a soul mates bond, yet torn apart.
A tainted mind, poetic thoughts,
the hurtfull words, I've always fought.
The unwished dreams, a soul that cries,
the pain that lives, beneath the eyes.
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Keith A. Lynema