My dad used to say, You gotta learn from your past,
Be prepared for whatever befalls you.
Well, I guess then, this feeling it ain’t gonna last.
This old thing I already have been through.
There’s no doubt I enjoy the beginning of it,
All the thrill and those heart-touching moments.
Yet it seems that I lack a certain amount of wit
One would need to spot something is bogus.
So this time I'll try to put it out in advance
And to distance myself from the hurting.
Because, frankly, I think it's my only defense
From what's got to be coming for certain.
Oh, how cowardly sounds this whole poem, alas!
But you know what, it's worth it and I will let it pass.
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