A well rehearsed and practiced grin
Belies a head on turbo spin
The flames extinguished from within
Internal tears don't show
She took him to her special place
Where being yourself is no disgrace
Taking her time she set the pace
For love to gently grow
The sun seemed brighter every day
The heart she freely gave away
Beat faster when his hand would stray
Her waistline and below
Two halves emerging as one whole
What she donated still he stole
Her life her dreams her hopes her soul
And all she'll ever know
Although no blood was ever spilt
He pushed her boundaries to the hilt
She suffers from survivors guilt
For wishing he would go
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Author:
peto (
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That's the worst feeling ever. When you give it all but for a wrong person. Beautifully expressed Peto.
Thank you meera
Truly appreciate your time to read
Much obliged
You would make a great song writer.
That is a lovely thing to say
Thank you very much
Truly appreciated
Very sad poem, a beautiful write! That has to be so bad, to have to feel those feelings. Wonderful rhymes!!! Christina
Glad you enjoyed Christina
My appreciation for you grows daily
Many thanks
Beautiful expression in this poignant write Peto. I heard song lyrics too. Final stanza sums up the whole sad story of broken romance.
Thank you very much cassie
Lovely to see you
Extremely grateful for your time
Internal tears we don't show and don't easily extinguish, nice words!
Cheers rhmn7
Truly appreciate the visit
Much obliged
Emotionally strained, poetically rained. Very well penned Peto. 😊👍
Thank you AP
Appreciate your support very much
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