natasha headstrong

Rookie (I am so old, I cannot remember / in deepest dispare, in the coldest regions of the heart)

Reality Of You... - Poem by natasha headstrong

The heart is of such fragile make
in wants and love it has no refrain
the head can temper, but only so
and can do nothing really to stop the pain

the pain of hearing you just wont do
I've decided that part of my life is through
and picket fence and man all I need
but your my friend, despite your greed

your greed of wanting me for a love
even if you try your best
and hold my image close to your heart
Its time to realize you were never a part

a part of what I wanted in life
your love was nothing more than a vice
and I turn away at last to that
and walk the straight road, your heart my doormat.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 21, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, January 30, 2006

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