True Love

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    True Love

    I won’t let him see the tears fall
    I hide one of them now,

    and I’ll hide them all

    He grins down at me and I force out a smile

    I remember when I used to wish he was just in denial

    Now it is obvious that I love him as he loves her

    As this goes on, it just gets harder

                 Why must I torture myself like this?  

    Why do I stand here and watch them kiss?

    Why, when I love him so much,

    And when I would kill just to feel his gentle touch

                         True love is in the air,

           but I can never tell him how much I care

              Because his love lies with her,

         True love is a confusing, cruel world

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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