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Late Valentines Day Sorrow

Why is it that at the perfect instance in the perfect situations I'm left behind.
No flowers to give no chocolate to eat no teddy bear for her to cuddle with. If she didn't tear my heart to sheds I would surprised with all that and more. But I'm coming to the conclusion that maybe just maybe I should stop this journey to find someone who I can love and will love me the same. Valentines day comes and goes yet the result is always the same. Broken heart tear drops and sad left over for weeks                                                         
Maybe this life isn't worth sharing when the hurt I get is much more than the love I could ever give.

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Tony Taylor

Wow MANPREET!!.........this is so sad and filled with the melancholy of loneliness and sorrow.........i felt like I was reading someone's private journal............ well written and VERY compelling..........thanx so much for sharing this with us all in poetic fashion............ Love is fickle my friend........ one day Love will shock you when you least expect it............. well done............. peace............T xo

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