Poetry

Richad Kane


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29 december 2011

Turn for the Worse

In the beginning
Things were so unreal
You were the ideal image
With monster sex appeal

You said you'd always be there
But what you've said is now a lie
Are you aware of the consequences
Your actions hold
Upon our bonded lives

A breaking of the chemistry
We took so long to build
Down playing this relationship
Into something never fulfilled

You were my four leaf clover
My lucky little charm
But
You've turned into a harlot
And caused nothing but harm

I'm at the bottom of this bottle
There may be some cause for alarm
Only finding comfort in
My friends Jack and Jim
Jettisoned into chaos
Where nobody can swim
Your selfishness is drowning me
You shouldn't have left on a whim






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