had i known
to what it would devolve
had i known
the depths to which i'd sink
had i known
the breadth of your disdain
i would have let
that awful day stand
as your valedictory refrain
i would have let myself
from memory abstain
i might
with foresight
have understood
that the good
was never all that good
it was only a veneer
to dress up the insincere
oh, that i had only known
i'd have sooner been absolved
from feeling unresolved
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