The Songs of The Gullible Wiseman: The Early Poems of Maddy Kobar 2008-2013
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    The Songs of The Gullible Wiseman: The Early Poems of Maddy Kobar 2008-2013

    Poetry

    A young writer's newly released first collection of poems. Written during the tumultuous and at times troubling years of high school and the more forgiving and enlightening years of college, Maddy Kobar captures what it was like to have come of age...

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    I  can't write any more, 
    
                          
    I've lost my sense of self, 
    
                          
    I'm sorry, 
    
                          
    I'm sorry. 
    
                          
    I owe you 
    
                          
    So much more than 
    
                          
    I have given. 
    
                          
    But I can't do it, 
    
                          
    Even if I want to. 
    
                          
    Someone won't let me, 
    
                          
    Someone has changed me, 
    
                          
    There's nothing I can do 
    
                          
    I have no power any more.
    
                          
    Be a hopeful light, 
    
                          
    My only joy,
    
                          
    When I can't do anything 
    
                          
    Any more. 
    
                          
    Break Free, 
    
                          
    Break away from me, 
    
                          
    My only hope, 
    
                          
    You're my only love. 
    
                          
    Still I beg, 
    
                          
    I will plead, 
    
                          
    Please leave me, 
    
                          
    There's nothing left for me: 
    
                          
    I'm sorry, 
    
                          
    I'm sorry. 
    
                          
    I  could never fight 
    
                          
    These demons alone,
    
                          
    So I will fall 
    
                          
    Dreamless into nothing: 
    
                          
    I'm sorry, 
    
                          
    I'm sorry. 
    
                          
    I am no longer me, 
    
                          
    I gave up that girl 
    
                          
    A long time ago, 
    
                          
    And it's too late to return 
    
                          
    To the life I once led. 
    
                          
    I'm sorry, 
    
                          
    But there's nothing left of me.
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