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Leave Me with Your Pain
Sure.
Go ahead,
And leave me with your pain.
Sure.
Why not?
I have nothing else to do,
But continue to weep your sorrows.
I was told one day I would awaken,
Sick of your afflictions.
And everyday I waited,
With more of them you would introduce.
And it's not only you who does the abusing.
I allow it to happen too.
Sure.
Go ahead,
And leave me with your pain.
Sure.
Why not?
I have nothing else to do,
But continue to weep your sorrows.
I was told one day I would awaken,
Sick of your afflictions.
And everyday I waited,
With more of them you would introduce.
And it's not only you who does the abusing.
I allow it to happen too.
And you say it is me you love?
And I admit I crave to hear it.
And never sick of it I get,
As it heats to sizzle my passion.
And only with you I endear it.
Since,
I love your sighs and the calling of your moans.
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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