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Math is all wrong
I want someone to tell me the math is all wrong.
But the words, and lack thereof, show me what's what.
The numbers are even and the stars all align.
I know now, Hope, your interest wasn't mine.
So I sit here and weep feeling sorry for myself.
Begging friends and neighbours to tell me I'm wrong.
But the long time goes the deeper my heart knows.
You hold no love for me.
Not the way I have love for thee.
© Swiftonic Poetry
But the words, and lack thereof, show me what's what.
The numbers are even and the stars all align.
I know now, Hope, your interest wasn't mine.
So I sit here and weep feeling sorry for myself.
Begging friends and neighbours to tell me I'm wrong.
But the long time goes the deeper my heart knows.
You hold no love for me.
Not the way I have love for thee.
© Swiftonic Poetry
