New person on the scene turns your head
All my hopes and thoughts of you and I are struck down dead
Dreams turn into nightmares which you don’t know
and if you did would you care ?
Declarations however subtle of how I loved you
were spoken from the heart
But now they no longer speak
There is a wound so deep
I should be grown up and wish you well
But my green eyed monster stirs within me
and Shouts out loud ” I hope you die and go to Hell !”
©Copyright 2013 By June Bolland.
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