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Misfit
The ignition is on, the radio too
my bags are packed, I'm leaving you
no more excuses not another word
won't be back to this life so absurd
going south to a new terrain
you'll get over the initial pain
have to leave while I still have some breath
if I stay, you'll just bore me to death
time is the essence to start a new life
in a place of my own, no longer your wife
off with the shackle of your misery
I have my own, just want to be free
to paint, and write and be the true me
independent of you financially
got to go, don't call, it's too late to talk
I've made my choice and I'll walk the walk
life never turns out how we expect
but at least I will regain some self-respect
in your golden cage you think this is it
you forgot you married a total misfit
feedback van andere lezers- GoNo2
Yes, we can......
killea: Thanks, gono2
xxx
j - yellow
hard words but everybody had to go his own way,
M.
xx
killea: thank you, Marc
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j - jan
have you got a ticket..
xxx
j
killea: not yet, still working on it, but one can dream....
xxx
j - mistral
I wanted to sing this poem, it could be a song you know!
xxx
killea: I have no idea, but thanks for FB Mistral
xx
j - eleni
your poem reminded me of the song : Turn the page from Bob seger, I don't know if you know him?
killea: Hi Eleni, I probably do but can't remember anything of his at the moment, will check it out. Thanks for FB sweetheart
xx
j - Mistaker
Go your own way June! (just like I've always done)
Greta xx
killea: Will do asap, believe me, Greta love
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j - jamal
some stay, some go
when the hearth speaks
in so many ways
even when the other
does not always understand
for how long these days
were strange people
in a beautiful world my dear
xxx
killea: Thanks you Jamal, it is still just a poem but I am working on the situation. Many thanks for your lovely FB
xxx
j
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