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Red Wine

take a drink
and watch me begin to think
you never gave a second thought
to all the torment you brought about

you never cared
even when my soul was bared
you came to me and brought confusion
then you left and demanded dissolution

now my gentle side is not so fragile and pure
for my internal injuries there is no cure
were we too young or just naive?
no chance for an answer, you're ready to leave

i wanna talk but you say no
you don't love me, you have to go
you won't go to the counselor to talk
when you don't care its easier to walk

you don't care about the child or the bills in the mail
don't worry bout the mortgage, you just bail
please when you leave take all of the reminders
of the love and life i lived with blinders


my psyche is damaged
my heart is torn
my confidence is shattered
and you aren't here to pick up the pieces
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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March 28, 2016 at 10:59 PM
lindsay beyer, awesome poem. LINDA
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August 11, 2015 at 10:52 AM
i like this very mucn SKAT
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