his voice sounded like an angel
but came from the mouth of a devil
possessing me with his tainted love
Oh Donald
Kiss me
Is valentines
You know I am ok
And ok and ok
We are both men
My love and devotion is true
You will build a wall
And keep out the jew, the arab, and the indian too
You will make sure the blacks are put in place
This is what’s best for the human race
Keep those Mexicans in their southern slums
Make sure their employment adds up to none
Protect me from the Muslims
Save me from the evil Steve Jobs
That Syrian was so iBad iBad iBad and all
He terrorized Bill Gates, but that’s about all
I know people hate you
Those tainted souls
Wanting love and unity
Shame on those goals!!!
I love you Donald
My Donald Duck
The quack of my heart
Tearing us all apart
On Valentines day you broke my heart.
Having an affair wasn't too smart.
Something inside me died.
"Forgive me", you cried.
"Without you I will fall apart"
From your tainted love I have flown.
You thought I wouldn't make it on my own.
Now you see you were wrong.
Without you I am strong.
I would have left sooner had I known.
I bet you wish that I was still yours.
Life's so much better since I closed those doors.
Life is now sugary sweet.
Breathlessly swept off my feet.
Captured my heart is a man who adores.
Written by: Cecilia Macfarlane Jan 27/12
For Sidney ~ LeeAnn contest : A Valentine Limerick
My tainted love passes through the flames of hell, it does not wither nor shout away in
agony.
For it knows you will be there to cleanse, and sooth it with your tears of chaste love.
Love is gentle
Love is kind
Love will rip out your eyes,
and then you'll be blind.
Love is not jealous,
nor hateful or vile.
Then why all the bruises?
And such a fake smile?
Love is never provoked,
but you know its a lie.
His 'love' makes him hit you.
His 'love' makes you cry.
Yet love still endures,
and still you won't run.
Till one day his love,
kills you with his gun.
Love hoped and believed,
his love was okay.
But never should someone,
love you this way.
When we first became aqainted,
I had no idea your love was tainted.
I let down my guard and invited you in,
I thought for sure your love I could win.
I came with so much innocence and devotion,
You brought so much pain and commotion.
But still I believed not seeing your lies,
And you'll never know how much this boy cries.
Cried for what I thought was love,
I used to think you came from above.
Maybe it's true maybe you did,
Now I know inside your just a kid.
No I don't blame you for all my hurt and pain,
Soon someday you'll stand shivering in the rain.
When that day comes you'll think of a boy,
And wish you hadn't treated him like a toy.
You will remember his devotion and unmatched love,
Then you'll think he was the one sent from above.
You'll wish you didn't mess up your one chance,
Because with me you won't have the last dance.
I still don't blame you for all my hurt and pain,
Just remember who's standing cold in the rain.
I will never forget our time as lovers,
But never again will you have a place under my covers.
My darling I have come to see
How much you truly mean to me
Even though your hearts with another
We are so good for each other
You may not see it now
And you may be asking how
How do you truly know?
Do you even see my woes?
To be torn in this relationship
Is very hard for me
To sit back and watch you be
With another woman other than me
So my dear I'll let you go
And this only goes to show
If you love someone let them go
If they come back it was meant to be
And if not it will be only me
For my darling I am truly special
And I know this now
You may ask me how
I realize I only need one man
Even when times were tough he never ran
That is the man, the love of my life
The man I know as Jesus Christ
Betty Sue KopeCrawford
Written on: Sunday May 7, 2006
A Tainted Love
Tainted Love, a definition of the Heart.
Painted Love, a vision that's far apart.
Fainted Love, a feeling that always dies.
A Remaining Love is a love that never lies.
They say if you love someone then set them free,
Why set them free if it was a Love to Be.
If it doesn't come back to you then was it tainted?
Or do we imagine Love as always being painted?
Is Love a mirror that we only look in?
Or is love so tainted that we don't know where to begin?
The heart only knows what Love really means,
Tainted, Painted and Fainted Love just intervene .
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