a blur

Copyright © December 27, 2005 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Christmas came
and
Christmas went,

and it seems just like a blur,

for the owner of my heart,
she tore it apart,

and I still don't think
she understands.

How could she not see,
what she was doing to we,
it was so obvious to me,
and did she even care?

Now I have no lover,
and I have no friend,
and here we be,
in this pain filled end.

And I owned her heart
and I tore it apart,
and I do understand,

but no other choice
did she leave.

How could she not see,
what she was doing to we?
I tried with all my might,
to get her to do right,

but she saw not the damage it did,
though I told her again and again,

so she continued till
it brought us to our end,
and I know she does still not see.