many things we don't want to face
answers plain we can't embrace
how some loves into the background fade
why sometimes we turn and walk away
the words I write, the things I feel
not always kind, but to me real
ups and downs with heat and chills
love without the returned thrill
without looking, I found what's true
what I wanted...couldn't get from you
color now painted over the blues
what I'm hoping you'll find too
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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