GB's Poetry

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Content in my discontent I would love secretly fearing the pain of rejection. Better, I thought to fantasize than to face the possibility of rejection. Then, one day I found a love my boundless dreams could not contain. I cast aside my fears bared my soul and gave my heart... Rejected. I may love again but only in dreams and be content in my discontent.

Only nothing...

Only nothing is forever. But, not all of nothing is forever. Sometimes you will find something where nothing was. Eventually, though, you will always find nothing where something was.



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