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Don't say she is yours for you were never hers

Knowing that life a path of experiences
Revealing differently building up changes
About its next event you know nothing
Should you try to discover its source?
Though my advice contrast with yours will
Look for impossible reasons not my will
Quit if your life still reasonable for your will
For such changes of no source are
Empty minded you hardly notice
For it gave you no notice
Puns took up their turn
Shall perhaps mysteriously return

The vows on the past reciprocated now forgotten
Difficultly and meaninglessly by your mind recovered
Maybe was or is the distance
Or, should I say what caused the distance
Or, should I say what caused the previous event
That caused the consecutive
Swing your mind back and forth they will
From back you said to her “I love you“
To forth you now say “I used to love you”
From back you said “You are mine forever and I yours”
To forth you affirm that “You were mine and I yours”
To back you said, “I shall have no other love besides you”
To forth you firmly say, “I am falling for that girl”;
Which is not her;
Back she also said “I shall not change you by none”
To forth she says, “I could not resist and I betrayed you”
After all she add, “I thought you did the same”
From back you never felt like killing her
But to forth you anger raised like a lion
Consequently like killing her you felt
Similes took now their turn
With considerable support of repetitions
Shall not place aside the vast ironies

Looking back and forth
It is pitiful what words did to Humans
They constructed and again destructed their lives
So life goes on contrasting along its path of painful joy
Not forgetting about its joyful pain

Though you never thought about;
Your words contrasting so simply
Life, at short events revealed you wrong slowly
For you in advance defined your undefined destiny
Forgetting you pursue no power to set such detail accurately
You once said she is yours
But with mean experiences you were declared precipitated
They knocked your advanced thoughts for an almost dead state
For they hardly will fill again your advanced mouth
Nor your powerless brain
For these and many other of your knowledge reasons
My title comes once more upon you
With no other quote quoting
“Don’t say she is your for you were never hers”.

December 2007

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