The morning shines in thine eyes,
thinking about that special someone you
now dispise.
Wondering why thy ever fell in love,
just to get hurt and cry to the man above.
Thy time line stay's fresh in your mind,
when visions of his indiscretions left you blind.
Thinking back at all of the times...
When you pleaded from being mistreated,
Feeling the pressures of being defeated,
Made you come to the conclusion that you were
no longer needed.
So one sit's as a women scorned,
because of arguements and fights,
The heart is torn.
So here is my sweet goodbye...
I'm moving on.
glad u moved on gurl really! we all will some day! ! !
Moving on is the best way to stay on...so smile alone, soon you ll be reborn with a new love without a thorn... all the best Roger
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So simple but so powerful. I really like a lot....