He read my palm

My late teens

He wanted to marry me

My late twenties

He wanted my child

My early thirties

Still

I am happy

No marriage
No children

Still

He wanted to marry me
My late thirties


Still

He wanted my child
My early fourties

He read my palm
He saw things

You didn't




Poetry by EMITSTI
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Written on 2007-11-23 at 05:56

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Dalmore
Beat laid plans of mice and men.
To many plans to many disappointments
Liked this very much

Jan
2007-11-23


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Some people always remain blind, I liked this and the twist of how life doesn't always go to plan.

Elle x
2007-11-23