13 Thursday Nov 2003
Written by J. Abram Barneck in Sonnet
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With bitter disappointment breaking me
To shards of hopeless thoughts, I feel dismayed.
I cannot shed your power or be free
When like a deck of cards I’m played
The game is wrong because you won’t play fair
I lose each time I hope to gain the hand
Because you bluff me with the smile you wear
I jump at you but find nowhere to land
Oh! How I hate the game you always win
That leaves me wanting what I can’t obtain
I’m frail, I’m weak, I fall, I covet, I sin
Without the will to standup and refrain
I’ve never lost so much as now I lose,
By giving in to you and getting used!
J. Abram Barneck.
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