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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Paradise Leaving Not A Trace I took the last picture off the wall then my broken heart started to bawl on the floor lay your broken vows fat they lay like bloated cows The love sworn by your sacred heart flipped over like an apple cart the corner lay three mismatched shoes I sit here , lonely, cryin' da blues I took that picture and held it tight sad memories of our fightin' last night you spat upon my deep, deep remorse grieved as you beat on that dead horse I saw dear hope entered my heart today I saw a picture that reminded me of you the pretty girl had your perfect eyes sun shining so like you in her skies Tell me just one more time how you care lie to me even if it is an oath unfair whisper gasps of our sex-filled nights baby, please forget those recent fights Lets hang the pictures back on the walls lock the doors, not take any damn calls undress as we rush into mad, mad embrace stay in that paradise leaving not a trace Robert J. Lindley, 06/21/1976 This was my last poem written to her before my first wife and I finally divorced. I had my best friend deliver it. He said she threw it into the garbage can and told him to tell me to go jump into a lake. Next morn I knocked on the door there, her mother answered. I asked for my poem back from the garbage can, she got it and gave it to me! I have it still with dried food stains on the last stanza. I keep it to remind me that too late is a damn terrible place to ever be!!! This is the first time I have ever shared it with anybody since she never even read it. I hope you may like it , for it shows that young fools suffer too. And often rightly so...
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