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Personal Revelation

Welcome to the nightmare,
The nightmare that I lead,
The life that I live,
Is the nightmare I don’t want to believe.

I look beside me,
At the other side of the bed,
To find that the comforter covers,
The empty section reserved for the person who isn’t there.

The loveseat for two,
Is occupied by one,
One with wishes for two,
But fear for many.

A clever selection process,
Maybe,
Fear of rejection,
Of course.

If she doesn’t look into me,
Why should I look into her,
Especially if the feeling is supposed to be mutual,
For something special to arise.

It’s not that I have failed before,
But it isn’t like I ever succeed either,
Nothing has ever happened,
For the good or the bad.

Trouble may have been saved,
But experience was never gained,
Life is pretty easy to lead,
When there is nothing to impede the process.

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