Dirty Blonde AttitudeA Poem by The FlawedShe marches in with her heavy baggage and matching shoes, With a dirty blonde attitude and a short fuse, With a sore index finger, that keeps pushing and poking and prodding, Pointing the blame at everyone but her, “You don’t know anything about me” she hollers “You don’t think about my feelings” she screams Well you know more than she thinks, And you think more than she’ll ever know. She tests your love, allegations, pushing all your boundaries Complications, trying to bring you to your knees Aggravations, grinding you down, piece by piece, Till there’s nothing left. You’d do anything for love, and she knows it, But once it’s over you won’t love again. (That, she doesn’t know) © 2010 The FlawedFeatured Review
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Added on February 24, 2010Last Updated on February 24, 2010 AuthorThe FlawedNearbyAboutI am a man who loves writing poetry, and find it the easiest way of expressing how I feel, particularly when I dont like to talk about these feelings. I cannot .. more..Writing
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