Things come and go

I never want to fall in love again
or expose the need of me
for anyone to recognize
the joy in love is so brief
and the pain continues
on and on
out of balance
out of tune
like me
a guitar with its strings missing
there are only the memories now
to sort through
and put away
shut my eyes
and stuff then in an old shoebox
and tie it tightly with twine
pretend love never came and went
who really cares
that I have loved
it's just another
yesterday's dream...

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