Up for purchase is your love
You offer it as unconditional and true
Heart mended of all scars
And said to be good as new
Purged of the memories
From your painful hidden past
Promising a world of endless pleasures
And desire that will always last
But under that shinny new exterior
Lies a bruised and battered core
And a trunk full of discarded hearts
Of others who have bought it before
Although your allure is impressive
Your search for another sucker is lost
I could never pay the price
Of what your love must truly cost
Because hidden between the lines of your offer
Are all those additional fees
This will include my heart and soul
And everything that makes me…me!
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Author:
notapoet (
Offline) - Published: December 24th, 2016 13:19
- Category: Humor
- Views: 26
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Comments3
very clever and well done in form and structure, I like it . ww
I did not read the note "humor" until after I read it. So glad you added the note. Merry Christmas.
Excellent poem
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