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The one thing I neglect,
The one thing I always forget.
No doubt it would end my sorrow,
So I must remember it tomorrow.
It's not like it's even small,
You'd think I couldn't miss it at all.
Every day returning empty-handed,
Forgetting what my heart demanded.
I'm sure one day I will acquire,
The one thing I truly desire.
I hope, dear reader, you get the gist,
Of, what is always on my list.
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Hong-Anh Nguyen | Sep 15th, 2004
Hi Jake
You showed me this poem a long time ago. I don't know why you hesitate in submit it here. Good poem, I like it!
melanie mae | Jan 31st, 2005
pffftt. oops, i just farted
almost perfect balade Zorica Vukovic | Nov 16th, 2005
it needs some music and a soothing refrain of humming in the end mmmhhmmmm
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