A Poem Making no Attempt to be Good

Now I know what they sing about.
Love songs, break ups, heart aches, make ups.
Every inch now rings true
Now my blue heart is squeezed and strained through the pain
That I might not end up with you

My body in revulsion.
I want to fall, cry, throw up or I may choke
You've broken
my heart and I've broken it too
But I love you so much and I don't know what to do...
But write bad poetry, drink and smoke
The only way I can cope with not having you

You are my soulmate
My play mate
My everything
And I'm nothing without you
I want to share my life with you and I want you to want that too.

heartachelovesoppy

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Tommy Carroll

Mon 21st Jul 2014 22:50

Oh dear- powerful wants un-sated, an angry frustrated example par excellence. :) Tommy

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