tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-286894462011-12-14T18:32:29.925-08:00lesbian site for changes and life forcesgenuine poemshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496703254682090541noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28689446.post-1148937445109129682006-05-29T14:17:00.000-07:002006-05-29T14:17:25.110-07:00<a href="http://genuinepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-hurts-her-so-it-hurts-her-so-she.html">lesbian genuine poetry</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28689446-114893744510912968?l=genuinepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>genuine poemshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496703254682090541noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28689446.post-1148508432748850002006-05-24T14:54:00.000-07:002006-05-24T15:07:12.756-07:00it hurts her so<br />It hurts her so<br />,she was but a child<br />a fine bonny girl<br />who was quite wild<br /><br />,He hates her she said<br />as she hid under the bed<br />hiding from words<br />that her mother said<br /><br />when she was ten<br />she played up the tree<br />looking for love<br />with a hopefull plea<br /><br />13 she became<br />stupid and inane<br />only playing with boys<br />was she insane?<br /><br />15 was the day<br /> that prayed on her mind<br />why oh why<br /> is everyone unkind<br /><br />then a man came a stalking<br />but did the kindness<br /> come in walking<br />oh no he hated her so<br /><br />then next she was unhappy<br />she must have been blind<br />no where could she go<br />he was so unkind<br /><br />.brutal and wicked<br /> her life became<br />drinking and drugs<br />she made everyone exclaim<br /><br />prison oh dear she is so sad now<br />then suddenly she hears<br />her name said oh so slow<br /><br />my darling my love<br />your different you know<br />.of course im different<br />as i got out of jail<br /><br />.i think im going to live<br /> to tell my tale<br />a long time has gone by<br />if only id known<br /><br />i was different my love<br />im nobodys clone<br />im different now<br /> 30 years have gone by<br /><br />iv had a good job<br />and never been high<br />my drinking has stopped<br />and my heart is repaired<br />but all of a sudden i think im scared<br /><br />iv met a good woman<br />i love her so<br />but my past my come back<br />only we know<br /><br />she answers my love<br />your heart is mine<br />dont tell me a lot<br /> and we will be fine<br /><br />your secrets are your<br />sand i still love you so<br />what ever youve done<br />youve made my life glow<br /><br />love has come just in time<br />and i know her heart is mine<br />so never despair<br />you can win to<br />please dont let your heart be untrue.<br />Posted: 27-Apr-2006<br /> <a href="http://www.thepinksofa.com/toast/toast.asp?sub=show&action=modify&amp;fid=14&tid=171641&amp;pid=171641">modify </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28689446-114850843274885000?l=genuinepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>genuine poemshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496703254682090541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28689446.post-1148507620925133602006-05-24T14:45:00.000-07:002006-05-24T14:53:40.933-07:00I look in the mirror<br />What do I see?<br />Oh my dear<br />I don’t see me<br /><br />My eyes are bleary<br />And slightly odd<br />My hair is stringy<br />Oh where is god<br /><br />I smile so slightly<br />Oh yes its me<br />I see more clearly<br />Suddenly I see<br /><br />A lovely smile<br />Skin like dew<br />Now I know<br />I haven’t a clue<br /><br />Am I lovely?<br />A heart of gold<br />Why oh why<br />Am I suddenly cold?<br /><br />Now im sixteen oh so pretty<br />The years have gone<br />I need no pity<br /><br />My babe in arms<br />Smiles up at me<br />She loves me<br />She knows it’s me<br /><br />Twenty five and still so fine<br />The years go by<br />My life is mine<br /><br />Forty now and life is great<br />My kids have flown<br />And so has my mate<br /><br />Sixty two and looking good<br />Lighting the fire<br />chopping the wood<br /><br />seventy two oh dear oh dear<br />my eyes cannot see<br />they are not very clear<br /><br />now im old and what do i see<br />suddenly clearly<br />i see me<br /><br />so dont worry<br />your never to old<br />to find your eternity<br />and be so bold.<br /><br />I hope all you readers like my poem,i will write a few every week,<br />these poems cannot be reproduced without permission. LI<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28689446-114850762092513360?l=genuinepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>genuine poemshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496703254682090541noreply@blogger.com0