She was always to absorbed in her own world,
To notice others mistakes,
Always tangled up in her own love web,
To notice the one she had just torn apart.
For nothing.
She embarrases herself,
Yet still shows her face.
She’ll never give up.
Untill people get to fed up of waiting for her world to fall,
They drop it on top of her,
She’ll realise she can never show her face around here again.
Apart from at my front door.
She’ll stand there with a big grin,
Like nothing ever happened,
Ready to start again,
She never needs to fall apart,
To mend and change the bandages,
You have no idea, how hard it is,
For me not to slam this door.
Give me a moment to swallow this indignation,
And the last six months,
Then I’ll give you all the love you ever needed,
And you can throw it back at me again in a month,
When you meet another greasy haired stranger.
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Written December 22nd, 2005
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good poem, nice to see ur still and angry lil girl....but what and who is this aimed at? i do wonder sometimes...i hope all is well. x
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This is a very good poem ellie. I wonder what it is about though. Seems sad and yet angry at the same time. Love you xxx
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Outstanding
Wow this is a fabulous poem!! I can feel that you are truly talented writer...and must carry on writing this way. Great poem, it shone with true excellence. xx God bless you xx Keep on rocking xx
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