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The Poetry of
Terri Lyn Stanfield

Torn Between Two Lovers

Caught in the crossfire
In love with you both
How did this happen
I don't really know
I didn't intend
That it go this far
Things got out of hand
And so, here we are
I'm in the middle
Torn almost in half
Completely to blame
For this foolish gaffe
I had just met him
I've always known you
And it just happened
Now what do we do
My feelings are real
For you, and for him
You both love me
The outcome looks grim
A heartbreak awaits
At least one of us
And how can I choose
Even though I must
You both mean so much
You're special, and true
You don't deserve this
What I've done to you
Both of you acted
In honor and faith
I'm the deceiver
I carelessly played
With your heart and his
With your emotions
I gave you false hope
But my devotion
Wasn't pretended
I really love you
I really love him
Now what do I do
I can't bear the thought
Of causing you pain
Even though I should
I can't stay away
This can't continue
Just dragging things out
I have to decide
Of that, there's no doubt
But how do I choose
Either one of you
You're both so special
And I'm torn in two
But I deserve it
While you and he don't
You should both just leave
Though I know you won't
And now I must hurt
One, undeserving
Because I was vain
And so unworthy
The only fair thing
Is to walk away
My own broken heart
The price that I'll pay

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Champion

I have always wanted to be the best
To stand, head and shoulders, above the rest
And now, at least, I've finally made it
I'd give anything if I could trade it
But that's not the way it's going to be
To world's most broken heart belongs to me
There's no competition, no one comes close
My nearest challenger is quite remote
My heart is shattered into countless shards
My hopes and my dreams are now discards
There's no hope of mending this heart of mine
It won't improve with the passing of time
It's been decimated by an expert
Doomed to a life of continual hurt
Yes, I am the champion of the world
Oh yes indeed, I'm a lucky girl

Was It Something I Said?

From the very first moment
That you sat yourself down
I have been telling you no
I've been wearing a frown
You refuse to accept it
Won't you please go away?
Just what do I have to do?
What do I have to say?
That will get through your thick skull
At last make you believe
That I'm not interested
That I'm getting more peeved
I have tried to be polite
And that just hasn't worked
You are leaving me no choice
You big, overgrown jerk
There is nothing about you
That I like in the least
You're rude and you're arrogant
Full of gall and conceit
You are not that good looking
And your hair is too thin
That cologne smells just awful
Where on earth have you been?
Your clothes are way out of style
And your pick up lines too
There's no possible reason
That I'd spend time with you
Hey, where are you going?
You don't have to rush off
Was it something I said?
Did I make a faux pas?
I suppose that I shouldn't
Find this so amusing
But some guys just don't get it
Unless you abuse them
I didn't come here tonight
Looking for company
I just wanted some down time
Some private time for me
And when I first told him no
I sincerely meant it
But that thick headed ogre
Just refused to get it
Ah well, at last I'm alone
So now I can relax
And hopefully that moron
Will not be coming back