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How Can I Protect You When I'm The One Who Might Hurt You?

  There's nothing more to say,
  and I turned and walked away.
  'Cause I knew what she was thinking....
  Thought I knew all too well just what she'd do.
  But it was always those big brown eyes, so soft and sorrowfully staring up at me....
  Pleading....   
  And I know. I know what they say about old dogs.
  ... THIS IS A NEW CARPET.
  There's nothing more....
  I walked away.... 

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  • fallingsky
    March 10, 2008
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    At first I thought that this was a poem about love and confusion. But then I read it over again and I also saw your comment on what it was meant to be. I think it would be better if it was truly about love and confusion instead of an old made up dog. Good job though. It is thoughtful and cute. Keep up the good work! lol


  • Celinda Luna
    February 23, 2008

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    Captivating

    I had to read it twice before I got it's meaning. I've never read domestic abuse from the male viewpoint. A lot has been written from the female persceptive and righteously so but I think this piece puts the male viewpoint in a slightly more human light. Of course some men do this without remorse but you gave a different angle - one who wants to change but doesn't know if he can trust himself to do so.

    Great Job!


    • Artim
      February 24, 2008
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      thanks

      But this poem was originally titled 'My best Friend'. It was about my old dog--(which I do not have. Never did.)--who crapped on my new carpet. (Which never happened.) What to do? Until you discovered the domestic violence I never realized it was there. Might be typical male point of view. (Sees only what he wants to.)I hope not cause I had no thoughts like that when I created it.--"There's nothing more to say. I turned and walked away."-- Now, that puts a different twist on the original. I must think about that. Thanks again mon ami, Until we meet again. I bid you farewell.


  • Condemd RyeZing
    February 20, 2008

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    Ok. I'm not really sure what is being said to be honest. It's a good poem, penned very nice, I just don't get it.