My heart is in pain.
The woman I love is gone.
I no longer have the desire to live.
My friends say to hang on.
That she has forgotten what I mean to her.
That she will see the grass is not greener.
That she will miss me more than she can imagine.
That she has forgotten the poems I have written.
That she knows my love will still be there.
Step away and she will see.
Avoid the urge to fight and hang on.
Even my desire to rhyme is almost gone.
Hang tough she will return, they say.
A disaster I will become.
They won't let me, they say.
Hang tough and you will see.
A disaster my heart will be.

Donny Haapoja
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