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Glass Houses

bigpapadan on Jan 7, 2011
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Sometimes, you have to break a few eggs.

A long day, a cold beer,

she looks quizzically,

A little early for that isn’t it?

He smiles patronizingly,

Little early to be bitchy isn’t it?

Angry, she rises and walks out,

he stands at the window;

the backpack hits him hard,

Get the hell out!

So much for forever.

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  • uiputra on Jan 7, 2011

    It’s better that way. Meaningful.

  • UncleSammy on Jan 7, 2011

    nice share

  • LOVELYHONEY on Jan 7, 2011

    nice gr8888888888888
    poetry straight

  • PSingh1990 on Jan 7, 2011

    Nice Share.

    :-)

  • Jimmy Shilaho on Jan 7, 2011

    I like it. Sounds like he just made a good decision.

  • Guy Hogan on Jan 7, 2011

    Sounds like she made the decision for him. One of the books I got from the library is, “It’s Not You, It’s Me (The Poetry of Breakup)”. It is pretty good.

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