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The Ex
Contributed by
malcolmsdreamgirl
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Friday, 16th March 2007 @ 03:26:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I look into your beautiful eyes a deep deep sea of blue....
I realise... that one is glass, and that you don't have two!
I touch your dark dark wavey hair, so thick and yet so fine
I realise that it's no longer real and almost long as mine .....
But I look at that smile with teeth so white a smile to melt your heart
And again I realise they're not real except the ones that part
Your soft soft skin, so good to touch now feels like rough sand paper
Your fit body, arms, strong legs, and abs, no longer do they taper!...
I swoon, as I watch you eat your food, each and every bit
Then I realise it's all down your shirt and you're dribbling most of it!
Your chomping on the pancake roll and gnashing on prawn crackers
The noise, it almost sends me deaf, I wish we'd ordered "Tapas"
Your dulcit tones, now irritate, and really do annoy
You no longer have that norty look of cheeky young schoolboy
Your face is now quite wrinkly, with lines just like a map
You rush to the gentlemen's restroom fast, incase you have mishap
What did I ever see in you? The day I fell in love?
When music sang, and cherrubs played amongst the turtle dove?
I cannot see a single thing......... that really would appeal
And realise, now that fate gave me................. a rather raw b** deal!
Goodbye and Goodluck .....................
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malcolmsdreamgirl
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2007-03-16 03:26:06]
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Re: The Ex
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by Sena on
Friday, 16th March 2007 @ 07:55:33 AM AEST
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| Laughing*....Loved this piece! Thanks so much for sharing....I really needed the giggle. Very creative and funny. |
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Re: The Ex
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by Muhammadshanazar on
Friday, 16th March 2007 @ 09:13:12 AM AEST
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A nice description of a guy, I can think such a minute and detailed description with lucid poetic diction could be presented; a nice job. Take care
Hugs
Muhammad Shanazar
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Re: The Ex
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by needledancing on
Friday, 16th March 2007 @ 10:08:21 AM AEST
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| Perfectly done...I absolutely loved it...so true..so true..that love is blind will do it everytime..and you doed it...lol |
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Re: The Ex
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by Loriann on
Friday, 16th March 2007 @ 11:16:44 AM AEST
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I really liked this it made me laugh realizing this is how I look at my ex now.
Nice work.
Loriann |
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Re: The Ex
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by hauntedscorp on
Friday, 16th March 2007 @ 01:32:20 PM AEST
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*Laughing my friggin' butt off!* I'm so glad I read this, and how very true! Those damn pesky glasses...lol. I love the 'Goodbye and Goodluck' at the end, and this stanza had me in stitches:
I swoon, as I watch you eat your food, each and every bit
Then I realise it's all down your shirt and you're dribbling most of it!
Your chomping on the pancake roll and gnashing on prawn crackers
The noise, it almost sends me deaf, I wish we'd ordered "Tapas"
Hehe! Thanks for posting : )
~Scorp.
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Re: The Ex
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 21st March 2007 @ 08:17:33 PM AEST
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| Alas it is true that when we are in love, we don't see them as who they really are. But TRUE love accepts them when we take off those rose tinted glasses. this was a very strong write!! |
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Re: The Ex
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by myheartsvoice on
Thursday, 22nd March 2007 @ 12:38:31 PM AEST
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A very nice poem indeed describing the trials and tribulations we all must face when trying to obtain the brass ring on the merry go round of love only to end up discovering the brass is but a coating of cheap paint and peels off a bit easier than we thought. hang in there, love has a way of returning to our lives when we least exspect it. best to you always.
Ben |
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