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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=422076" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Breaking Up</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=422076" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What will you do when your love really ends? <br>Can you rely on your so-called friends? <br>Or is it a question of 'Well, it just depends<br>On whether I can get a baby-sitter'? <br>No wonder you feel so f*cked-up and bitter, <br>Your girl two-timed you and you wanted to hit her -<br>That's unacceptable and she'd call the police, <br>You're angry and scared, you just want some peace<br>To work it all out and find a solution, <br>There's no need to start a damn revolution! <br>She was always so 'clever', always knew best, <br>But from her innocent smiles you would never have guessed<br>Her talent for b*tching and being a pest, <br>No wonder her mum and dad were distressed! <br>She liked to make out she was the boss<br>So ditching her now's not exactly a loss, <br>But will anything ever be the same as the bliss<br>Of the fire and the passion of her first sweet kiss? <br>Look at it now, Spring's tenderest flower, <br>It blooms and it withers in the space of an hour.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+Thorkild+Ellison">John Thorkild Ellison</a></strong></div>