Eventually my eyes will open
But I do so love being blind
Unable to see your faults
Believing you're a great find
Eventually I'll see you for what you are
A low life piece of trash
Using me for what I give you
You'll be gone with my cash
Eventually I'll leave you
If you don't leave me first
When the life I've tried to give you
No longer quenches your thirst
Eventually I'll move on
Content with a new life
Maybe find a better man
Become a mother and a wife
Eventually I'll wake up
But until then
I think I'll just forget
In another glass of gin
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Written September 2nd, 2006
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Wonderfully dark
As always, a deeply emotional write. Very well put together. One can definately feel what you are trying to say in this one. (and you WILL find Mr. Right someday!)
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Myra said it all, basically. I do hope the need to vent things will eventually pass and be replaced by the irresistable urge to enjoy. Take care,
RAge
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Thanks alot. I'm glad you like it. Sometimes you just have to VENT! you know?
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Yeah. Mr Right = Mr Wrong. Sad case for most of us gals. I liked the beat of this poem and your rhyming. It doesn't sound like it's been forced between your teeth in an attempt to achieve something - it reads like you've waited patiently for the right word to come along.
My favourite lines were the first two. 'I do so love being blind'. Awesome, awesome stuff.
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Woman's are going through this pain everywhere.
It's funny how in few minutes. MR.RIGHT turn out to be MR.WRONG!
TAKE CARE; -
Well verbalized
A somewhat wry poem, outlining the path of decay, the disintegration of a relationship which either should never have been, or which is beyond repair.
The second last stanza suggested the possibility of a new life and love ... Hope-filled, so that the final line came like an unexpected punch in the stomach ...
A well constructed poem, illustrating the shadow side of love.
Myra
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