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You said you
loved me for
our trust

But after all
it was really
lust

As I think
back on those
crazy years

I was truly
fooled by your
lying tears

At first I
thought your
heart was true

But you proved
me wrong by
what you do

You sang so
beautifully
in church
today

But completely
ignored me
along the way

When I thought
you were being
a loving wife

Your other man
was bigger
than life

Yes our children
have grown with
kids of their own

But thanks to
you they never
phone

My job is
in jeopardy
The house is
a wreck

The lawyers are
fighting for
my last check

The dog ran
off and bit
a cop

Bit him twice
then got shot

I've nothing
left but this
old car

But you wrecked
it good at the
local bar

Yes,'She loves
him
She loves him
not'
She whispered
with a smile
while digging
my plot

She always told
me,'She'd love
me to death'

No truer words
spoken..

As they laid
me to rest..


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Look for what you've done
Im not an angel
Don't Treat me like one
I do lotta of mistakes
Im just a person
And What you don't know
Is that , you don't have to go
Im just like you ,Flesh And Blood
But We're broken
Left it unspoken ..

Now All I have to Fix , Is my makeup
It's time for us to break up
We're done and everythin' is out of line
Can we hurry up , we're out of time
I have a life to live for ..
And you have a wife to go to ..
Let's leave it unspoken ..
You said , keep it a secret ..
But I'm not an angel
Im just a person ..
And I can tell it to anyone !

Have you heard the proverb: don't cast pearls to swine. This saying, a wiseman herb; it guarantees peace of mind. Ignoring such a simple warning, ultimately cause too many folks; to have their lives ruined, and most ended-up broke! A simple back ground check, would of done the trick. So what were you talking-heck, about the "way we tick." So desperate are we people, when we are seeking love. We grow anxious "to sample," "mentally" we discard our glove. Inevitably comes the broken-heart; your laments, pure agony-time! He/she didn,t fit the part; but aren't pigs a dozens-a-dime? Take time, do your research. Implore divine help from above. Never fall for a pervert. Like the pig, it's wasted love!

Yesterday ,
I met a man in love
He's still in love with her
Cuz I can see her in his eyes
Strangly ,
A Man , Truly in love
She's far away with another man
And he can't sleep at night
Told me ,
He regrets it everytime he sees her face
He lost her and made her run away

Looks like we finaly found , Prince Charming
I can't beleive , how much he's falling
Felt so sorry for him and remembered how I used to be
Wanted to help out , But his tears were fallin' down
I know it's too late for him now
He wishes he could turn back time

I'll never forget her , he said
I couldn't put out an answer or an end
Never seen a man in love before
But I told him , with your story you gave me hope
There are still men with hearts and souls
Who would still be fallin' in love
You made me proud , I'll say it out loud
Never knew I'd meet a man like you
You're special , I wish she was with you
But it's everyone's story
We fall and rise
So Don't you worry !

My mind is like a mountain covered in snow;
When the glaciers melt I hope I’ll know-
Why the little fish swim upstream as the seasons change;
While the little fishnets in my mind grow deranged;
Flowers start blooming and everything turns green;
While I slowly discover all is truly what it seemed;
A seed of love now a huge apple tree;
The fruit slowly cures us of our insanity;
Peacefully staring at the hovering dragonfly down by the river;
Hopefully to come, once again, across the one that delivers;
Hearing the sound of the gentle fluttering of a beautiful butterfly as it sits on my nose;
I hear the sound of the water-
It rose and rose and rose;
All of this has me mesmerized;
As I stare into the vacuum of his eyes;
I realise something that has always been deep down in the snow;
There is a difference between what you see-
And what your mind really knows.
The leaves dry and fall off the apple tree;
It’s only winter my friend-
They’ll be back-
You’ll see;
The mountain covered in snow once again;
It’s only winter-
And it’s only pain.

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Why do woman always think they know?
They somehow arrive at certain conclusions
People usually reap that which they sow
And therefore live their lives with dillusions

Woman always say things like "tells me a lot"
And when you ask them to kindly explain
They babble on and tell you simply nought
And end up talking about some silly airplane

They somehow think that they are all Freud
They analyse and find a new meaning in every word
"This is what you really meant" creating some void
Am I the only one that thinks this totally absurd?

Have women been lied to so often and completely
That saying or doing anything is questioned
What happens when true love falls so neatly
And you say the words most often mentioned

They question your integrity and intentions
Why can't they take things at face value anymore
Why must an " I love you" be said by a henchman
Why must loving someone become such a chore

It's often said that the truth is stranger than fiction
In my life's experience I fnd this very, very true
Therefore it is my earnest most solid conviction
That truth is not believed and the liar becomes true blue

Perhaps this is why so many love stories fail
Females never believe the truth of a true lovers words
They always believe the liar a skilled and crafty male
Much like a devil luring you with promises most absurd

So tell me, tell me , tell me please and honestly why
I have to know to ease my soul and spirit why I still live
Why do woman so often shun the truth and believe the lie
Rejecting the happiness and truest love that men can ever give?

It's not an easy job to do
Leaving everything to think of you
What you doing now
Where are you and with who
Can't forget the smell of your cologne

Tell me her name
Show me her face
Want to know why you left my place
Was she worth leaving me
Is she the woman of your dreams
My back is hurt
From so many knifes
Holding on to the memories

And you want me to be okay
You want me to understand
oh , what a cold heart you have
Why did I love you
Why do I still miss you
Maybe Cuz I still own such a warm heart
I'm not Like you
Im so proud , Im still alive

When the hurt of harsh words
has waned,
and feelings,
flush
from the fruits of tender years,
emerge;
love survives.

Malignant memories,
impervious
to the cut of time's scalpel,
seize my fragile heart.

You left me,
stunned,
by the depth of your silence,
to mourn my shortcomings alone.

Now,
somewhere between loss and lust,
clutching the scent
of a salmon-coloured nightdress,
I cry out.

Can you hear my voice,
or feel the unbearable
pain?

May my memory protect you,
on some dark night,
when you, too, ache
for understanding,
as you learn
the non-negotiable terms of love.

You are haunting my dreams;
conducting your spell from afar.

A distance that leaves me,
weeping,
wanting,
and bereft.

" I had a dream and it was about you . . . . I smiled and recalled the memories we had . . . Then i noticed a tear fell from my eyes . . . . You know why ?
Coz in my dream you kissed me and said goodbye . . . ."