Love Poem: Sour Grapes
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Written by: D.W. Rodgers

Sour Grapes

It's not as if I've been avoiding you, 
as that I've ceased to seek you out.
The results, however are much the same,
the frequency of our encounters has 

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What with Wonder Boy crashing through again
less a little luster, a trifle tarnished, part
of the price of living each day
as if it were your last.

Me, I bide my time
finding rather than noble
passion, only bemused indifference.
don't worry bebe, you'll soon find another crutch.