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No, We Can'T Be Friends!!!!

You say that I'm not a good wife, but I supported you while you were in jail. How can I not be a good wife, when I stood by you when others would bail? You know how to push my every button. How to make me doubt myself and get mad. You're the fool who will never realize the loyal, forgiving, faithful wife you had. Not many people will stand by a man, who is an addict, has cheated and hit them. I gave you a second chance with our marriage, I was the fool who went out on a limb. I never should have given you the first chance. You didn't deserve to have someone like me. Not that I'm beautiful or glamorous, just normal. But you use women to get what you need. You feed on women with low self esteem, using your looks to get your foot in the door. Well, I learned my lesson, though I love you, You're a disgrace, and I deserve more. I'm tired of you calling and playing your mind games. You say hurtful things that make me cry. Why can't you leave me alone, do what you do best, Go get drunk, screw some skank and get high! I don't want you in my life anymore, No, we can't be friends and stay in touch! You can't make amends for what you've done, Its over, you've put me through way too much! You'll never change, so why would I want to even think of giving you another chance? I did my time, I'm done, its over, Good-bye, It didn't work for us, I'm no longer in your trance! Just sign the papers, for once be a man and do as I ask, I've given you enough of my time. Go back to how you were when we met, using women, not wanting to work, doing drugs and your life of crime.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/29/2009 1:41:00 AM
wow awsome that dude should regret telling ypu that stuff
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Date: 3/24/2009 9:32:00 AM
fantastic poem,i love it.guys don't take me wrong but that is another reason i do not want a man in my life..and well maby i was a player or whatever you may call it back in my days,but i woke up and smelled the breeze,and i realized there's no life for me like that, my girl came and sweeped me off my feet,now im so committed i get sick when i think of my past.anyway sweetheart i hope you find happyness and give your heart to someone that truly deserves it and respects you for who you are
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Date: 3/23/2009 4:07:00 AM
Too often as men we do pay proper tribute to the flowers of our existence. I think the social teachings of the sexes in confrontation has eclipsed the truth of our beings as complements like the different notes in the melody of a song. This is a good poem that unmasks a plight that is too superficially and egotistically debated. Thank you, love always.
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Date: 3/22/2009 10:23:00 PM
I just wanted to add that, I had a daughter with him and so for the sake of her, I try to keep an open mind with him, it's not easy because he hasn't changed, still has that same nasty, he's better than me attitude..With a child or children, it's harder to break free..There will always be a bond..He asked me if we could be friends, I said I don't know..We'll see..I hope and pray that you get the closure you need..Stay strong, you are special and don't let anyone ever tell you different.., Tyesha
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Date: 3/22/2009 10:18:00 PM
Have we met??cause it sound a lot like my life and my ex husband.. My ex was not a drug addict or ever in jail but he loved to belittle and curse me, call me names, ignore me, leave me at home while he ran the streets with Ann, Sue, Mary or whoever.He made me feel so low to where I had actually believed the lies he said.It was only when I broke free that I gained back everything he took from me.I cried for years until one day I made it up in my mind that I deserved better~You do too! GB, Tyesha
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Date: 3/22/2009 10:05:00 PM
Very sad. A great write though. If you ever want to just talk, i'd be more than happy. keep writing though, your good at it.
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