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Sad For Me
a poem by G. Neil Armstrong
where there should be glee
contradictions
I often find inside of me
To hear a story of love
meant to enlighten the heart
meloncholy so heavy
from yesteryears scars
Depression crept in
drowsy for sleep
eyes grow blurry
the descent is steep
Just relax
let it engulf me
no longer a struggle
soon I'll be free
Sadness
what was and is no more
don't ever regret it
at least I once had it
of that I am sure
06/18/2010
