Lisa Anderson Poems

We met on a Sunday,
And you came my way.
You asked me out,
Then I started to shout.
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I try and make you happy, you make my life hell
I forgive you when you have told me a lie, then you turn around and tell a bigger one
I make jokes with you, you don’t laugh at them
I make you cards, you give me nothing in return
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Our relationship was bringing me pain, As it started to go down the drain
Our relationship was starting to mould, So we decided to put it on hold
I called you and said that I am coming over, In my friends range rover
You said ok my boo, I cant wait to see you
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Why whenever you and your partner argue
You have to be the one who goes back and says sorry

Why your partner is aloud to hurt your feelings
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All these boys want is a mash and dash
They might say they love you
But their words
Their only saying that to get ion your pants
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I am home alone
Thinking about you again
I want you here
With me in my cold bed
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I am always being teases,
Everyone hates me,
I never seemed to be pleased,
People always called me a he she.
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I live on the streets, I can barley feel me heart beat

I eat the scraps, with my dog called Straps
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How does it feel to be loved?
To be locked out of your own house?
To be in love with someone you know you don’t have a chance with?
To be used by one of your soul called friends?
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For Love is of the valley, come thou down
And find him; by the happy threshold, he,
Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize,
Or red with spirted purple of the vats,
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