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| My Tell-Tale Heart My funny Valentine, Oh what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive. Be still my heart, He loves me? Not. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Wish I could get over you. Love isn't blind, Just in denial. Permanent resident of the Heartbreak Hotel, Where is my fairy-tale? Ode to Daisies Is that daisy crying? Shedding its petals like tears. He loves me? Or not. Why is it that only daisies cry? Roses never weep, only laugh; Lilies never sob, only blush; A daisy has a sad, knowing smile, That reaches for the sun. Forever? Or never. Daisies are simple flowers, But they have a beauty all their own, Though it is unseen by most. I thought you were different; I thought you saw me. The roses never know; The lilies never know; The daisies always know, So they cry, Shedding petals like tears. He loves me not. |
| Malady of the Heart There are so many expectations, Yours and mine, Now often diametrically opposed. Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda, But didn't. Where does that leave us? Besides two worlds apart, And drifting further still. Gone are the stars in my eyes, And the sparks in yours, Replaced by blame, And increasing anguish. Tender memories can't dull jagged edges, Enough for conversation, So countless thoughts remain unspoken, We both know that regardless, Of all our best intentions, The time has come, To end this exquisite agony. Choose Your Compliments Wisely Beautiful is reserved for the known and loved, Sexy is for the unfamiliar and appreciated. Beauty should be cherished, Sexiness merely desired. Beautiful can be sexy, But the reverse is not always true. For sexiness remains only skin-deep, While true beauty resides in the soul. It is not subjected to the eyes of the world, But recognized by the eyes of the beholder. |
| Sever There is so much I need, And have nevertheless sacrificed. I've screamed until my nerves are raw. Still you talk as though I just dislike the wallpaper. Everything that was right, Has gone typically, terribly wrong yet again. Funny how your denial is on autopilot, And it kicks in the instant this microcosm is upended. It would be so easy to give up, Being merely another problem to be solved. |
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