By Christine Bolig cbolig@compusmart.ab.ca
Date: 29 February 2000
All I Never Wanted
Questions that fill me; and very few answers in sight.
Love being a word pouring from my dirty little mouth,
With so much conviction, it's no wonder you doubt.
Honesty is a reletive term -
Reletive to my mood and path of the stars.
There is nothing in me that you could not find
In a million other girls, at any given time;
Yet my sobbing and pleading,
My undying confessions of our love
Have all seemed to convince you otherwise...
I tell you how everything is right, and can remain;
Yet why is it in my heart of hearts,
I wish you would just go away...
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