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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required How do I say farewell to somebody who wasn't ever really here Oh his body laid around on the couch and occasionally tried to touch my mouth But the man was never here How do I say goodbye deep inside my heart When his presence never existed as love does when it starts Saying it's better to be friends when a true friend, I wouldn’t want as him Not a truth found within his soul or that passed over his teeth A weight has been lifted knowing he's out of my house Out of my life for I don't need his lies Threatening me not to return Oh, how I sighed with pressure released I found he wasn't the kind of man I need An understatement indeed Where was his honor, he knew not the word Integrity he had never heard He knew the meaning of the word lie but couldn't admit even one Infidelity, no one would want him for his mind or body So he gorged on attention from every female source I wasn’t enough to end that course Never meeting, but always communication constantly trying to draw some woman in To this web of deception, I hardly understand He had me here waiting, with flowers in hand Looking back, I was just needing a man to love and to be somebody’s number one But found out soon, it was never me he loved Oh, he'll keep trying his games on others But I'm content, to sit alone and write For words are my true lover I've never been married, except to my books But it wasn't for my lack of looks Humble scribbler I must be, having a heart to be broken but tis only my soul that must shine Forget about warm embraces, I find them but a trap Its enough to romanticize a touch and dream of passions long ago Just writing them down, make them seem to not want to go That can sustain me for another 40 years or maybe a year or so!
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