To: Darksheare
Twas not a lover the jilted me
that caused me to bleed
be sad and disappointed
twas a lady friend or so I
thought, who stab the knife
in my side,
told me to leave a place
I had loved so dear
I help build a cyber home
then found I had not a place
to hang my hat...
Oh well, I don't bleed anymore
my conscience is clean
there is no in-between
I am okay and will live
to make new friends today
25 posted on
09/30/2003 6:35:28 PM PDT by
Soaring Feather
(~Poets' Know the Unknown~)
To: bentfeather
Ouch.
Sounds almost like my rantings.
Hopefully I am not rubbing off on anyone.
But I like it as well.
28 posted on
09/30/2003 6:42:32 PM PDT by
Darksheare
(This tagline has been removed due to it offending the sensibilities of pygmy goats and tsetse flies.)
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