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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A single kiss from thy lovely lips, so sweet and so divine, yet I taste posion upon your tongue. Your beauty so glorious, like a blooming rose so beautiful, yet, why do mine eyes go blind in the sight that you walk along with another? Yes you, walk with another, arm under arm, lips touching lips in romantic kisses, it makes my blood boil, for mine lips are dry. For mine eyes have seen your glory, yet no one here listens to my story. You are evil, yes you are, don't try to deny, Listen to a man of experience, you might as well save some expense. I write of our long romantic walks we took together, under the shade of olive trees, how we went apple picking in autumn time, and made love in the foyer. Nomore of that sweet and passionate love, nomore silent kisses in the night, when the wind blows hard against the branches, that tape violently on my windowpane. Nomore somber tears shed, when you got sick, and nomore warm embraces when you shed tears of betrayal. Betrayal now is a game played by a fool, such as I, to think I'd have a happy life with you? Huh, only a fool would think such a thing, but now I sit, looking at the foyer, where we once made sweet, passionate love, nomore will that foyer be filled with exotic pleasure. Nomore will you be filled with smiles and exotic pleasure. I've done my job, as a good man shall do, now pack your things and get of my stage, the spotlight yawns for anew, and the audience grows tired and restless of you. Now I live life anew, you too shall see life in new eyes, walking hand and hand with the blond, blue eyed devil you call your own. Shall he take one kiss from your lips, and die of the posion he tastes on your tongue, shall he go blind, when he sees your true, black beauty? He will see the ugly soul, covered up by white rags, and cheap makeup, and then he will come to me, and shake my hand in condolence and say, "You were right!" Now you are all alone, looking for another, as you did many times before, Now you are alone, walking an open road, spying on another, fear of being alone. Now, you see when you play games with a good man's emotions, don't try it, because a good man is not meant to be toyed with.
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