Hey, you got away with it.
Stole my heart,
Only to play with it.
You baited me and I fell for it.
Now my heart is giving me hell for it.
I know it was overdue.
Just a matter of time before I fell for a man like you.
Now I'll pay my dues,
And I'll sing the blues,
But in the end
I'll dance again.
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Author:
Jane Frye (
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May that dance lead you to the man who will truly love you.
Thank you. Just a poem, no real drama.
Very playful, and very observant. OK, just a poem... yeah like we believe that!
No, really...just a poem! Okay, maybe a little bit true. 😀 This reminds me of Mark Twain's funny comment, "I have known a great many troubles in my life, but most of them never happened."
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