Sara-Blue Heard Poet I do not know?

The Bitter End (Initial Draft)

That awful word love that I once spat you,
So tiresome to hear worn out and over-used
Just another one of our repetitive lies,
And a part of our dreary everyday lives.

And the thought that I shared your bed,
Planted kisses upon your lips,
Felt every inch of your sweaty body,
Ugh these things I shall not miss!

Oh and how I do shudder when I recall,
The times we awkwardly made "love"
With a need to be submissive and dutiful,
Lacking passion as well as my libido

You captured my dreams and aspirations,
With your domineering self,
Stole my vibrancy and as well as my youth!
Left me disheveled beyond help.

Dedicated to all my ex-boyfriends

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James Fraser May 28, 2009 at 3:52 PM As Nathan said, he's out there - the one for you, and you will find him Sara-Blue, James

Nathan Leccese May 23, 2009 at 12:00 PM Just to let you know, not all guys are like this. There is still a few of us left in the world. You just have to keep looking guarding your heart until you find the right one. Great write! Nate