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What's Left behind

Updated on February 23, 2012
Broken Hearts
Broken Hearts
Muzzled
Muzzled
Warroir  of Love
Warroir of Love

Weapons of Choice

What is it that you left behind

my heart in pieces, I did find

nowhere could I find the glue

that would put back together

me and you


Just how cruel could a person be

no more, than how you were to me

I know I should have run away

and kept my love another day



but you tied my hands you tied my feet

so that other women, I could not meet

you put a muzzle on my lips

you took me with you through your trips


All you wanted, now I know

was to keep me from having

a love to show



Your beauty is your weapon of choice

Seduction is what you always use

those soft red lips, are always moist

these are the weapons that you choose


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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      @ Eddi, thank you

      @blossom, ahh, true love is what we all search for!

      @raciniwa, she has my heart, but not my soul.

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      Oh, poor Michael...what hold does she have to you?is she using the House of E T?or a different brand perhaps? well, well...this speaks so much of you...loving...gentle soul...

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      Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

      I am sure Michael that this gem says so much about you.

      There is a sense of a warm heart and thoughtfulness.

      Great work and I Have to award my up up and away.

      Take care Michael and enjoy your weekend .

      Eddy.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      A lovely poem and so well expressed, but true love is kind and thoughtful for the other person, as we read in 1 Corinthians 13.

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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      @ savanahl, thanks for your comments

      @Katrine, gods love is the greatist gift of all. thank you for reading and liking my poetry.

      @Ruby, thank you , you always like my poems. thanks for your support

      @teaches, glad to see you again, you are becoming a consistent follower.It is very hard to write your emotions for everyone to see. thanks for visiting my hub.

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      Dianna Mendez 5 years ago

      It hurts when people take advantage of you and leave you in spite of how much you cared for them. People can be so self-centered that they do not see beyond their own needs. Deep thoughts on betrayal.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

      This is beautiful Michael. Love can be the greatest blessing or the worst hurt. Your poetry tells the feelings so well....

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      KatrineDalMonte 5 years ago

      A beautiful poem Michael.

      Love is the greatest gift of life, a miracle of heavens.

      But is hurts when not reciprocated.

      Voted up and awesome :-)

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      savanahl 5 years ago

      Very beautiful. I love the imagery you use. Voting up.

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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      @ billybuc, thanks for your comments. very appreciated

      @ Laura , my sweet. Happy I could get to know you and glad you like my poetry.

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      Bill Holland 5 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Simply beautiful and I thank you for bringing additional beauty into my life today. Great job as I have come to expect from you.