Cycles

Why did I say, "I love you"? 
Why did I promise you things? 
Did I think I could silence my madness 
With the giving and taking of rings? 

Why does the water flow downward, 
As the steam cycles up to the sky, 
And where is the heart that is broken, 
By the simple asking of why?

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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