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Pain, Sorrow, and Hurt
By: BillCT
It started so fine, she agreed to be mine,
We celebrated our joining in a mad rush of passion,
We didn’t care about others, or any fashion.
The love grew strong and deep,
The days flew by, as did the weeks and months and tears,
So happy and so content, for all that time,
And, all those years.
Then one day all changed and rearranged,
I found her in tears you see, when I asked,
She refused to respond to me.
Her tears would roll down her cheeks all wet and on satin skin,
My heart would break, and still she wouldn’t let me back in.
Finally she told me the story, of her childhood, filled with shame,
How she was small, a child, and used and abused,
By a father she loved so,
How she felt like she was used like a whore or a tramp,
But a father, she trusted and cared so about,
Finally the truth was out.
I didn’t care about her past, what he had done,
I didn’t try to flee, or try to run,
I offered her love, caring and help,
She refused it all, with not a whelp,
She said I couldn’t help.
The days and weeks and months went by,
Each day I saw her hang her head and cry,
And she grew distant from me,
Yet I loved her still don’t you see.
Finally the day came, the pain and sorrow and hurt overcame her,
She shuddered in it and slowly it destroyed her,
Why she couldn’t escape it I do not know,
But it was all pain, sorrow and hurt that she believed she was to blame,
And slowly she would cry out his name,
And it grew to cries of terror and shame,
And in the end, she transferred it me,
And all of a sudden I was to blame.
Our relationship, grew cold and distant, our touching and listening disappeared,
All we built, all we had and held so dear disappeared,
The Pain, sorrow and hurt hit me then,
And I knew we would never be the same.
The divorce started through the tears and crying and the fears and sighing,
We parted suddenly, so far apart, two people with one heart,
How bad it is to be torn apart.
So do not tell me of your tales of woe,
Do not tell me of loves lost and not found,
Do not cry to me of your sorrows, your hurts and your pains,
For I have enough of my own Pain, Sorrow and hurt,
And I wear it like a shirt!.
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Pain, Sorrow and Hurt--BY BIllCT - 
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