You might as well have shot me,
That would have been kinder,
Than what you did to me.
How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!
There is no way I want to mend,
The broken life you gave.
You can keep your lies and deceit.
How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!
I know now, I made a mistake,
In trusting your love.
After all I was your wife.
How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!
The love I thought I had,
Died a terrible death.
I never want you back!!!
So you can see now,
This is what happens,
When love dies a terrible death |
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Written by Lady Kathleen
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I am a Website Designer, but I love to write for fun. My passion is writing poerty as well as other things. I hope you have enjoyed my poems. And perchance there was one that made you smile or made you think, well then my job is done. I also have tryed my hand at writing a book, well more a fable, and instead of publishing through normal channels I have decided to give a copy to anyone that donates to help run my sites, You can find out more about this in the side panel of this blog. Thank you again for visiting.
