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Shattered!
It didn't have to end like this
You could have just done what I asked of you
I guess that was my fault as well
But now, here we are
you're there, lying on the floor
and I am fine, aside from my shaking hands
Hands that will steady
But your slender neck will remain broken
I look down at your shattered body
and remember how you felt on my lap
The rhythm we shared
The harmony of your dark body
against my ivory flesh
But we were not meant to be together
You were out of my league
I knew that at first sight, first touch
But I brought you into my world anyway
I bought your destiny, sealed your fate
You did what you were told, always
Only said what I told you to say, always
But what I wanted to hear was different
from what came out of you
That was my fault, yet you paid the price
Now I clean up a mess
Pieces of you everywhere
My God! What have I done!
I can't replace you!
Not now anyway
I'll have to wait until I get paid
Then go back to the music store
And pick out a new one
And maybe sign up for lessons this time
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| Okay that was good, I also thought it was a murder, thought it till the very end. Am breathing a bit better now. You scared the ++++ out of me! Good job |
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Comment by: Teri - 2006-09-13 12:21
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LOL
Okay, you got me, and how I needed this laugh! Have you thought about taking up the mandolin? I have one I can give you. (joking) No, this is really great! I'm bookshelving this for when I need another laugh. *pries cat from ceiling* I scared her. Wonderful work, and keep up the humor, something sorely lacking from our lives all too often. *still giggling* Teri |
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Comment by: Min - 2006-07-12 04:53
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| Well done. A touch of the temper tantrums nicely detailed. |
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| Thanks guys.Thanks for pointing out the typo Valerie. |
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Comment by: Valerie - 2006-05-05 17:15
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| Lovely irony. At first I thought it was murder. I'm glad that I am wrong. I came across a typo at the beginning - "you're the lying on the floor" - should that be "you're lying on the floor"? Keep writing. |
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