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by
Greg
Bruorton
So, you’ve met someone on the Internet
A Sir Galahad you can’t forget
All the wit and all that charm
You both shared, but ignored the harm.
Introductions gone, inhibitions came down,
You, the young thing and he wearing the crown.
And not long after, a secret rendezvous
Where warmth was explored into a love so true.
Ah, yes... you share a commonality; no one can know
You’re searching for meaning, he’s longing to sow.
The pain you have caused is magnified five-fold;
Loved ones on both sides have to be told.
The moments of ecstasy are diminished too soon,
As reality sets in with anguish at high-noon.
Plenty of tears are now part of us all;
Broken families and dreams have begun to fall.
There is no happy ending, just anguish and pain,
Cheating hearts faced with hollow promises again.
The sanctity of vows is the first to drown
As, you, my sister, so innocently found.
Cheaters and snowballs, I’ve heard one advise,
Are similar in momentum as they grow in size.
Blind to their path, but continuing their way,
Roll over the loved ones who also must pay.