he gets me, or so they say,
but if you get something, there is a fee to pay:
ah, yes, guy gets girl, girl gets guy,
chosen for each other by a figure in the sky,
so, they get married, then, they get divorced,
love can be a force or it can be forced,
he thought he got the girl of his dreams,
but she got the scissors and cut it at the seams,
in the end, she got dumped, he got cheated on,
it seems feelings disappear at the sight of dawn -
what is this get? what do get gain, what do we lose?
I got him, but I lost myself,
because if it is he you choose,
you are not choosing yourself.
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My Own Tangle of Thorns
Poetry'Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.' I have always loved this quote. I have always loved Lolita. How the cruellest things i...
