IAMDAREALBULL$$ Eric Bulliard Poems

I think about you every day, so many mixed emotions...
Doubt, Fear, Pain, Hope, Love, Remorse, Sorrow...
I feel an end coming on, and it hurts more than i can possibly explain...
I see the sadness i bring you...
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As I sit here and watch you stroke your long, and beautiful hair, I wonder if you will always be there...
Am i so lucky of a man to possibly be given a chance? ...
A chance to one day put a ring on your left hand and you never again want for another man..
A chance to make you smile for a life-long while...
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She wakes each morning Vodka in hand ready and waiting to throw me away again...
She opens her eyes and changes her mind; she promises never to throw me away again...
She stretches and yawns with Vodka in hand, ready and waiting to throw me away again...
As she dresses for the day, and makes up her face, now she's found me a place...
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