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A poem about the bitch that broke my heart. . .

Submitted: April 26, 2013

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Submitted: April 26, 2013




At first I thought it so unclean

Before it hit me like a sting

At first I thought it was a sin

Till I craved the joys within

A smile to deceive the firmest beings

Delilah again, or so it seems

I let it go, a childish thing

But a child was I of early teens

Let it go, a wondrous queen

With but a memory left within

Thought of all I left indeed

 A tree cut down before could plant the seed

Years passed, so did dreams

To transform both to different teams

Guilt endured, with hand on chin

Made me crave for but one thing

To return and redeem the lovely theme

And bring the things that make us grin

Oh, how great, how ungrim

Was the thought of such a beam?

But how degrading, effing mean

Being forgotten like a dream

Now eighteen and she nineteen

Now in dark and none to lean

What mean name bares our lovely queen?

One and only. . . Marleen











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