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poem on my ex and a decade on when we passed 1 another

CONCRETE PIGLET

You don’t see me;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 you ignore me totally cos I mean nowt to you.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Am I that bad?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            My views and feelings mean nowt to you,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          you blank me.

You, my old soulmate from a decade ago,                                                                                                                                                                                                           now your a fat middle age local slapper.                                                                                                                                                                                                            Your not the woman I was in luv with before,                                                                                                                                                                                                               are you?                                                                                                                                                                                                                           You won't even catch my eye.

If you see me what would you think and say?                                                                                                                                                                                                               Has your new boyfriend destroyed your self                                                                                                                                                                                                                       confidence thru his jealous possessive ways?                                                                                                                                                                                                                         What role does my once dear ex mate have in all this?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Now you’re nowt but chaff in the wind like all my other ex traitourous mates...

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◄ poem i read live at blouse band gig opening for them

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