Quatrain of Perfect Choice
Perfect Choice - not so much
Oh, my dear, you were my
perfect choice, I
never saw one
flaw,
Then, you abandoned me,
depression turned
me into an
outlaw.
I tried to steal your heart
and place it right
next to my
infatuation,
I was caught and quickly
jailed - stealing love
is a failed
operation.
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