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Taylor P.Comment

How strangely this irony grows within me; like a seed set to flower

pinned on hopes that become bitter disappointment

and when I dream and think of what is possible

it fades away to dust and disillusionment

and I find myself waking up from a dream shrouded in sadness

They wonder why I shy away from love.

And I must always wonder why I am thwarted throughout my entire life.