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First Love
I’ve been around the block a time or two.
Long since; I lost my childish innocence.
For what I lost I gained some recompense.
One of the bitter lessons life has taught.
I loved her: She loved me or so I thought.
Her practiced lies defeated my defence.
I fell because I lacked experience.
I was a toy to her just something new
to play with for a while and then discard.
I was seduced, betrayed and cast aside
to satisfy her selfish vanity.
I learned to cope but found the lesson hard.
So now I view romance suspiciously.
poem
by
Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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