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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hey big man, I see you standing there. My heart you had. My back you stabbed. You watched me get sick and fall. What a terrible fight it was to climb back up that wall. You went on in stride, no support, no worry at all. Another woman you found. She fed your ego, Made sure you didn’t feel small. In secret you would text and call. Days, evenings and night you spent with her. When I asked, you dismissed it all. How nice you were out on a date As I had to sit at home and wait; The dinner I made you cooling on its plate. What you told her about me I will never fully know. Maybe that I wasn’t home, that I didn’t care, or was simply unaware. I learned on the nights I tried to reach you and was cooly neglected, She was by your side idly sitting there. Listening as your dismay for me you would declare. She knew she was causing damage and despair But of which she didn’t care. So enamored you were; Every morning you woke thinking of her. Time spent with me you detested; With her it would‘ve been so sweet. You told her how great she was, And when you two couldn’t meet, It was disappointment you would greet. You protected her, coveted her, and wanted her so bad, But she was only after you for what you had. I should’ve held my mouth. Watched as her drama bled you dry. Then you would’ve been the one to cry. She ruined your family and every bit of trust she stole. Pretty she’s not, bulbous forehead and face like a troll, Inside, a nasty, rotted soul, But her body and false charm she used to get you under her control. I hope it was worth it . What you threw away. Maybe you’ll feel regret or sadness. Someday.
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