Waiting

On a roll...I played with fire...

I played with you

I liked the taste

you left on my

lips

 

I played with you

I opened up for you

I wanted to reveal

myself way back

then

 

I was awkward then

I was afraid of my own

skin, and you

were gorgeous...

you still are.

 

Youre on your way

to leaving this behind

I cant blame you

One can only be amazed

floored

so many times in life

 

Yes, I wish I was her

I feel a bit of a used up

two cent w***e

falling for silver coated

lies off an innocent

face

 

I dont regret you

I always wondered,

and now I know.

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[Fabian G. Franklin]

Once upon a time, very long ago, I fell in love with a beautiful girl. When I say beautiful, I mean in physical appearance. She stunned every man who saw her, not just me; men melted at her feet like butter. I was happy with the trophy for awhile until I found out how shallow, manipulative and spiteful the woman was. It was a hard lesson to learn and it hurt. Sadder but wiser now. I understand this write all too well.

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we learn that knowledge hurts...less now, than then

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grate poem i enjoyed this