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For All The Times........

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jascanvey
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0 posted 01-29-2000 07:24 PM       View Profile for jascanvey   Email jascanvey   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for jascanvey

For all the times you made me cry
For all the times I wondered why
For all the times you looked away
There was so much more left to say.

For all the times you cut me down
For all the times you made me frown
For all the times you left me alone
I waited all day by the phone.

For all the times you broke my heart
For all the times I fell apart
For all the times you pushed me out
I was left with all this doubt.

For all the times I couldn't sleep
For all the times my thoughts ran deep
For all the times you left me cold
It was only you I wanted to hold.

For all the times you held me near
For all the times I felt so dear
For all the times I wanted more
You left me feeling like a whore.

For all the times we could have talked
For all the times away you walked
For all the times you left me numb
How could I ever have been so dumb?

For all the times you were my friend
For all the times I was left to fend
For all the times you were so stern
And yet I find I still don't learn.

For all the times I gave up men
For all the times I took you back again
For all the times I took your side
What was the point, you only lied.

For all these times I gave you my best
And now I'm left with all this mess
Through all these times I needed your touch
But now I realise, I wanted too much.

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Smore
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1 posted 01-29-2000 11:01 PM       View Profile for Smore   Email Smore   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Smore

I know that feeling all to well, you expressed the feelings nicely.

 Love isn't a miracle in life, the miracle of life is love.
Marge Tindal
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2 posted 01-30-2000 04:10 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Julie-
Very well expressed, though sad.
I don't think you 'wanted too much' ...
I think you just got too little.
~*Marge*~


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jascanvey
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3 posted 01-30-2000 12:18 PM       View Profile for jascanvey   Email jascanvey   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for jascanvey

Smore - thanks for the feedback, it's very pleasing to know someone understands.

Marge - I definately got too little! Unfortunately the man in question is still around and confusing me more and more. This poem was written on an "I hate him" day, although I really wish I could!!
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