For Adele.


Even now just the memory of the hurt is enough to make me cringe.

So dance me through the pain, again, and let it die for good.

You told me: “When I love, I love for life!” But you broke your word,

you broke our trust and broke my soul. And then I died inside.

So dance me through the pain, and let it lie, be gone, away.

For I intend to stay, a while, at least… Now, twirl me through the hurt!

Published by raburcke

I am a comedy writer, oil painter and the founder of this site. Do join me and we will make it a place that everyone will be happy to visit.

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