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Meh. Just block the scammers ;)

Thanks for checking it out Joe, and Ladywind7.

Nice....love it!

Ouch! That really hurts,
Coming from the man who said he loved me.
The smile you once loved now becomes a frown,
The personality you admired becomes a porcelain mask.

We had something in common,
What brought us together for a while.
Glad you opened your heart to tell albeit with unkind words,
I am not proud of who I am but seduce with sorrow I would not.

I am a product of my past,
A painful past I would give all to detach.
Only if you cared to get into my shoes,
And travel back in time to my childhood would you understand.

I thought our love was deeper than feelings,
And patient to see me break from a past I fight earnestly.
Yours is the easy way out with untold indifference,
Yes am not your type cos it takes real love to weather life storms.

Fare thee well brother!

Like you poem and it's deep ....keep writing

Thanks. Techno inspired me to a duet....lol

Our eyes are best instruments for making love. Merely looking at you and having a glance of your beautiful liquid eyes gives me great pleasure. The love which causes pain also cures my sorrow. Just keep looking at me with love. Your instant, bright, embracing glance gives me supreme deligh

eyes are best instruments for making love. Merely looking at you and having a glance of your beautiful liquid eyes gives me great pleasure. The love which causes pain also cures my sorrow. Just keep looking at me with love. Your instant, bright, embracing glance gives me supreme deligh

The eyes are the door to the heart,
And sure they give you pleasure.
But how do I keep looking at you,
When I belong to another?
Who stole a glance, and my heart.
What's my eyes to you without my heart?
Tis like a door without a house!
I don't want to cause you pain,
Not if I can avoid it.
I chose to look the other way,
False hopes I would not give you.
So, let me look at him,
Who holds my heart.

Oh Techno you have inspired me. But I shall make my own post here in the poetry forum to show respect to your poem and space. Watch for 'Breaking up with the old me II'