It started again,
Betrayed,
I can’t tell you how I hate,
Then right after that,
Played,
Gated is my feelings,
Nothing at all shall I be revealing,
It’s like I keep learning life lessons,
If it didn’t defeat me,
I guess I have to look at it as a life’s blessing,
I can’t mess with you,
But no love…
Pause,
I might have to change my response.
Leave your thoughts and opinions with me…
Thanks for reading,
Rik
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Allure Art Life 
Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.
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Life lessons are hard….but never let them consume you or else they are not lessons but a tragedy instead…forge ahead. Get past it as you can… healing always comes..never close your heart… take care
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