I'm all poemed-out

Jul 10, 2011 00:37

This is the last one, I promise. It has the virtue of brevity, at least.

...

I thought that there was something I could do,
Be of use, to you.

You saw some worth that no-one else could see,
Especially me.

Now nothing's there - pride gone before the fall,
I wish I'd never felt... at all.
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