Poem -

The past is haunting like a phantom in the night

My heart is set in a doleful state.

I should have known you were shrewd and fake!

A broken heart is now my curse

When I use to be so free and happy...

Now broken and bruised from the asperity manner

So baneful you were; to my poor heart 

What evoked you to go and blow it apart??

My attention for you was only extrovert.

Was my penchant for you not covert?

What was the reason for your hurtful ways? 

Was it a position of hierarchy giving the pay?

Was is garish clothing?

Perhaps beautiful diamonds 

Or, perhaps it was some buffoon that stole your heart from me...

Did someone else instigate your behavior towards me? 

You said you loved me and would never leave

And now you treat me like an unsightly weed 

What imbued your mind to be this way?

You say you'll change...

But I know this, you've lost my dear

And now, I'm with the one that takes all souls 

The horrid box, full of nothing but dark and cold

So, goodbye my sweet you have failed again 

It is too late now, my pain begins...

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Larry Ran

Hi Caleb,

Hang in there kid.  Drag yourself out with your Buddies and party hard.  Meet new women, but protect your heart.  For eventually, the future will bring you a beautiful phantom, but instead of an apparition, she will be your forever soulmate.   Then, the two of you will tiptoe through the tulips forever!  Welcome to Cosmo!  Please write more.

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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