Breaking Up
I do regret I can’t forget…
The curve of your cheek
As soft as a peach,
The gleam of your lips
That beg to be kissed,
But your beautiful eyes
Could not hide your lies.
I don’t believe you any more –
I wish that you’d walk out the door.
Please leave me alone,
Don’t call and don’t phone,
And please don’t resist
Or try to persist.
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©DGA 01.04.2011 15:36
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02/04/2011 at 7:42 am
No second chance?
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02/04/2011 at 8:18 am
I don’t think so, Cin. Did you notice the plural? Enjoy your weekend after such a busy, busy week! 😛
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02/04/2011 at 9:42 am
Hi,
there a so many ups and downs come in our life and we have to face them happily..
Thanks
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02/04/2011 at 11:05 am
That’s true… there will be happiness waiting for us around the corner. Thank you for the visit and comment. 😀
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02/04/2011 at 10:30 am
very sad, you have such sa thread of sadness running through your posts
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02/04/2011 at 10:48 am
Maybe I should tag my posts ‘Fiction’ or ‘Non-fiction’ as the case may be? Sorry, Sidey… I think sad writing comes more easily to me. 😉
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02/04/2011 at 1:21 pm
It really is a sad poem, but sometimes we have to be hard for our own sakes.
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02/04/2011 at 1:55 pm
Thanks, Tilly, I agree!
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02/04/2011 at 2:22 pm
ugh. once trust lies shattered on the floor after repeated droppings…yeah…
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02/04/2011 at 2:30 pm
Thanks, Brian, can’t be helped…
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02/04/2011 at 4:30 pm
Good rhyming.
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02/04/2011 at 4:46 pm
Thanks, Siobhan, for the visit and the comment. 😀
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02/04/2011 at 9:22 pm
This is a heartbreak of a poem Denise but there is a certain emotional corner turned and a triumph contained in the last six lines. I suppose someone else could read them and see resignation but I see courage. 🙂 This is a wonderful poem!
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03/04/2011 at 7:22 am
Thank you, Val. If there’s one thing I’ve learnt, it’s not to draw out the agony!
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03/04/2011 at 5:45 am
Perfect song to post with this poem. Enjoyed it. I don’t find it sad at all when we see people for who they are . . . just the opposite. To me, it’s liberating. 😀
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03/04/2011 at 7:25 am
Thanks, Nancy. Taking the decision is the sad part, but once it is taken it is liberating!
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03/04/2011 at 6:48 am
NIIIIIIIIIIIICE!!!!!!!!!
Such Power and Strength!!
Impressive!!
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03/04/2011 at 7:26 am
Thank you so much! Where have you BEEN?
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