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Wednesday, December 23, 2015


Published on Dec 31, 2014
** SUBSCRIPTIONS, Thanks** WORDS & LINKS HERE: From a collection of his writings called A BIG BOOK OF HIS OWN Stanly Pacion recites a poem of bitterness and awful heart ache. contains words/text for all poems, plus other images and poems. "When a child I played, entertained myself with crystal sets, later I became a ham radio operator. The fact that I now have an audience of several thousands and growing, that this audience has become increasingly world-wide, and that it hears and sees me while I read my lyric and prose is nothing short of astounding. I love my YouTube!"
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It won't be long now,
Our love, how it plays its final story,
Like all else in worlds glory,
Soon end and be no more.

Perhaps we never meet again.
We learn the awful ache,
What separation means,
When time runs out and we see
Its too late to mend a heart
That has been rendered, torn apart.

Right now I feel its true,
We will never meet again, while
Yet we remain this side of heaven, while
Still we abide earths shore of the river.

Strange, yeah, our fragile hope
That you stop it with your forked tongue,
Abandon your bad habit, and proclaim,

Admit it; you broke the deal,
And, as for me, you know the story,
Surrender, otherwise, forget it,

Just say to all, to one and all,
I am gone, youve done me wrong.
I swear, I dont care, I dont care.
I am gone. Gone, Gone, Gone,

I am through with you in my face.

The hurt is real bad.
You hardly ever told the truth
Employed every kind of subterfuge,
Remember the time when I implored you,
Asked, time and time, again,
A simple request I wanted a few months itinerary,
You pretended not to know the meaning,
You pretended not to know
The meaning of the common English word,
And when you finally succumbed,
Sent me your plans,
Not a word of it proved true,
Awful, actually very sad,
After all the time we had spent together,
Face it! Your miserable fate, lousy life,
All of it predicated upon treachery.
All of it amounts to a pack of lies.

Ive had it! Im really gone! Moved on,
Because you done me wrong!

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