- originally written February 25, 2007 -
(this poem is kind of a "part 2" to the poem "Twisted Logic")
The logic of a woman is known as doubt.
Faith is something her world is vastly without.
Give her the time to let this doubt grow inside,
And I can assure her love for you has surely died.
Disappointment will have taken a tight reign.
Her heart is gone; all that's left inside is the pain.
She left the world for you and you were untrue,
How could you do this to someone who trusted you?
Indifference is all you expect from her now.
The pain it all brings is more than she can allow.
Pity you, it's a shame, men can be so blind,
Now helpless, watch the past as it unwinds.
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