A Most Bitter Adieu

A Most Bitter Adieu

A Poem by kasanova
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I cared about someone, and that someone went on to make some poor choices... This is what came out.

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You were into that and I was into this

I thought it was an exotic bliss

But as it turns out it was as common as piss

I did those and you did these

I guess we were such silly geese

Your life is just copied and pasted

Why did you have to go and get so damn wasted?

I wish I could fix you but let's not pretend

Today I learned the hard way it's hard for hearts to mend

I love you and I hate you but I can't decide which

Should I refer to you as beauty or b***h?

Seeing you gave me something to look forward to

Now there's nothing left to do

So here is my most bitter adieu

The worst part is that once upon a time

Is that if you were a lemon then I would be a lime

If you were a mime then I would be your paint

And if you were a saint I would have been your church

If I was a perch you would be my bird

And if I were a word you would have been my voice

But it was all undone with a few years, some bitter tears, and just one choice

And in the bitter end

I lost my sweetest friend

Finally the finale is here

I wish you a most bitter adieu, my dear

© 2011 kasanova


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very very sad indeed. love the rhymes you used. lol

Posted 10 Years Ago


how very sad. well expressed.

Posted 11 Years Ago


nicely done :) i enjoyed it

Posted 11 Years Ago


Enjoyed the rhyme scheme. Definetly a cool, relatable story line. Good job

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on March 14, 2011
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I taught myself how to tie a tie. I write to express my thoughts. I've done things in the past that I'm not proud of, but I believe that the past is just the past. All you can do is learn from it and.. more..

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