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A Poem About Love

You say the word, I hear something else

I love you

Is something you can’t say

I’ve heard it too many different ways.

Overplayed these days,

Useless.

Am I cynical?

Why am I so difficult.

I’ll be stuck in my ways

Forever miserable

You should change your thoughts

Stop being so critical

Prediciable

You won’t listen to these words

You need to be hurt over and over

and over

to get it.

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