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***, the Fake

I never used to contemplate your existence
or wonder if you were actually good
when I felt signs of evil
But now ... I do

Many a time I have needed guidance
Many a time I have needed help, and
Many a time I have had to cope on my own
When I, most needed a friend

You are no immortal hope
no great leader we must all follow
You are an insignificant part of life, you are
***, the Fake.

(This poem was written many many years ago ... my opinions have definitely changed and I see the incorrect nature of my words)

Tags: angst

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