THE GOOSEBERRY GARDEN
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wants us to brood on Lost Love.
LOST LOVE
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wants us to brood on Lost Love.
LOST LOVE
Losing love is like losing life;
The pain of it twists like a knife.
Everything single thing he said
Writhes and pierces in your head.
You feel that you cannot go on,
Because your Only Love has gone.
You're completely devastated;
When he said 'Love' was it then he Hated?
Has it all been a pretence?
Nothing's making any sense.
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The thought of death is in your mind;
So sweet, so soft, so dark, so kind.
Death, which could take the pain away
And, at the same time, make him pay!
How he'll suffer when he learns
That you've gone to the land of No Returns!
Maybe you'll hover above his head
And hear his response to the sad words said....
'She's killed herself! Oh no! Oh no!
Why did someone so lovely go?
She was an angel! I see that now!
I'll repent for ever! This I vow!'
You'll have had your revenge. You'll have saved your pride.
In the course of which, of course, you've died!
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I was a young girl long ago,
So this sad scenario I know.
This is a message I send in rhyme;
'It'll get better, given time.'
Punish him by living well.
Play-acting can often break a spell.
Pretend his hateful words weren't spoken
Pretend your heart was never broken.
Go out and act a happy part;
Then watch the healing process start!
In months, or, maybe, in a year
You'll forget you ever shed a tear.
Suicidal thoughts will have truly waned;
Instead if losing, you'll have gained.
You'll be involved in your Plan B
And Lover Boy will be......
Memory.
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You're completely devastated;
When he said 'Love' was it then he Hated?
Has it all been a pretence?
Nothing's making any sense.
*
The thought of death is in your mind;
So sweet, so soft, so dark, so kind.
Death, which could take the pain away
And, at the same time, make him pay!
How he'll suffer when he learns
That you've gone to the land of No Returns!
Maybe you'll hover above his head
And hear his response to the sad words said....
'She's killed herself! Oh no! Oh no!
Why did someone so lovely go?
She was an angel! I see that now!
I'll repent for ever! This I vow!'
You'll have had your revenge. You'll have saved your pride.
In the course of which, of course, you've died!
*
I was a young girl long ago,
So this sad scenario I know.
This is a message I send in rhyme;
'It'll get better, given time.'
Punish him by living well.
Play-acting can often break a spell.
Pretend his hateful words weren't spoken
Pretend your heart was never broken.
Go out and act a happy part;
Then watch the healing process start!
In months, or, maybe, in a year
You'll forget you ever shed a tear.
Suicidal thoughts will have truly waned;
Instead if losing, you'll have gained.
You'll be involved in your Plan B
And Lover Boy will be......
Memory.
*
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IRON MAN!
Is ironing a bore
And are you looking for
Some way to add some zing
To that boring ironing 'thing'?
I suggest you take your board
To some charming place abroad
And find a mountain top
Above a dizzying drop!
Perch your board right there
Next to the 'thin air'!
You'll find you're stimulated
By the thrill that you've created!
All that adrenalyn pumping through you
Will certainly do something to you!
Ironing, so dull before,
Will now become your favourite chore!
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By the thrill that you've created!
All that adrenalyn pumping through you
Will certainly do something to you!
Ironing, so dull before,
Will now become your favourite chore!
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