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Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
The sound of silence
can fill a room
the atmosphere
clouded in gloom
anger permeates the air
not said, but its there
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
He doesn’t want an opinion
just a meek minion

He buys her pretty things
along as his tune she sings

She’s an empty-headed doll
in his money she likes to loll

She has a lot of intention
to many to mention

He’s the cat that got the cream
she nurtures her own dream

There both actors on a stage
both reading their own page

He thinks she’s a gorgeous fool
she’s biding her time playing it cool

On herself no onus
his demise her bonus

So she smiles on his arm
as he displays her charms

She knows he’s looking for a new one
too old he won’t for long find her fun

Her escape is paid for
won’t need him no more

She kisses him goodnight
then leaves for her flight
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Everything’s great except for ***

your always there and caring

but in the bedroom, you leave

and your **** takes over

considerate man becomes a selfish *****

it doesn’t interest you that I don’t come

your only concerned if you don’t

foreplay consists of you asking

actually doing never happens

I’m sick talking about it

because you never listen

if I see that smug smile again

I won’t be responsible

I give you a *******

when you can’t finish

you never think of finishing me

I’m in a constant state of disillusion

don’t believe in affairs

but now see the reason some do
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Tables well and truly turned

chased, originally spurned

I have the power in my hands

the wheel to decide where he lands

Do I switch to self-destruct

my head is ******
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
If you see the wonder of a fairytale
the midnight trysts of the snail
the laughter of the whale
the hammer being hit by the nail

The elephant afraid of the mouse
the cuckoo burgling a house
the old woman who lived in a shoe
the ghost who couldn’t say boo

The giraffe who hated the smell of his feet
the hyena who’s laughter was like a drum beat
the ant-eater who didn’t eat ants
the day Donald Duck forgot his pants

These thoughts made me giggle
I hope it gave a funny bone a tickle
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
I’m finding it hard with words to convey
How your actions affected me today

With every poke and every ****
On my feelings you did trod

Yes, you hurt me today
But, by god, your going to pay
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
My
love for you will never end
You’ve
been there at life’s every bend
In
Good times and bad
You stopped me going to mad
We’ve
Had many a good night
When, you me an the girls ran riot
Now
Were getting old
We’ll have to find new ways to be bold
Thank
you for being you
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