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Dec 2013
So,
What is precious friendship in the real world about.
A man who makes his woman wail and shout.
Discarded in the dustbin of life's wanton destruction.
A man who made her eyes erupt.
Lives in a world somewhat corrupt.
Swims in buckets of tears.
He always cries.

He got her.
Ripped her limb from limb.
To feed his sorry insecurities.
He's the precious one.
Not the woman kind.
He sank his teeth into her soul.
Tore her heart to strings.
The woman he left behind is virtually dead.
Her head ripped off.
Her body bled.

He was a bright man an inspiration.
Now has become monotony.
He is black and white.
Not an ounce of purity.
Maybe pure insanity.
Is he the the north pole.
The south pole.
Or perhaps bi-polar.
Nobody knows.
Let alone him.

The swings beat the roundabouts.
And the Ferris wheel flies in chaos.
A conundrum of confusion.
An enigma with rotten teeth.
And dragons breath.
That tastes of death!
By ladylivvi1

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
This is just a general poem.  I write from imagination.
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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