The Trap 4 – 23Jun85

Forever in the trap this time
I know not this one’s name
Not even reason, nor a rhyme
The thought shall always maim

Now, departed, my heart has done
With hope it shall return
Connection to this girl is none
To get the stats I’ll learn

My heart, although, shall soon come back
Something will be missing
Thought of her will come ’round the track
But mind will start hissing

She will never depart my mind
But I shall miss her sight
Never to see her, what a bind
To meet once more, life’s bright

Though I think that not possible
I lost her forever
My sanity now tossable
Try, I’ll do forever

A stopping point, I will not find
No problem though, I’ll try
I’m definitely of that kind
A suitor I’ll not buy

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