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There was a lad I meant no harm

So in exchange, I gave my arm

Perhaps he wouldn't have taken both, if I gave him no alarm

 

There was a man, put in a plight

And so I let him have my sight

I didn't believe it that harsh, but it's best to stay polite

 

There was a girl, called me a plague

To settle the lass, she took my leg

First the left, then the right, lit alight like a powder keg

 

There was a friend that I held dear

And yesterday, he took my ear

Again the left, again the right, losing all that made me alive

 

Sat by a river, the calm was nice

And to that river, I gave my life

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  • Rocky Lagou

    Wow. So I'm really getting that sensation in a relationship in which one is doing all the "giving" with nothing in return. This really reminds me of a lyric from my favorite R&B singer called SZA in which she sings, "I gotta keep from losin' the rest of me / Still worry that I wasted the best of me on you, babe, You don't care." Must be pretty rough, especially with that unfortunate ending. Hope everything's okay!

  • Rozina

    A well crafted poem. But like Rocky I hope all is fine.



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