Do you despise me,
My face do you hate?
My life is so full
Of separation and wait.
Have I made you angry?
What have I done,
That this deceptive scheme
Upon me you've spun?
Why must you torture me,
Distance and Time,
And daily confuse my
Rhythm and Rhyme?
Wouldn't life be Paradise
If these enemies would surrender?
Then to the ones that I adore
My Heart and Love could render.
- Gabriel T. Short
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