vanity

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    VANITY

    BEAUITY IS SOME TIMES UGLY AND MEAN
    SHE SHOWES HERSELF AS ALL A BAD DREAM
    LOOKS DONT SHOW YOU THE PERSON INSIDE
    BEAUILY DONT COVER YOUR SELFESH PRIDE
    THIS HAS NOT ALWAYS BEEN THE CASE
    YOUR BEAUITY WAS ONCE FIRST IN MY PLACE
    TIME HAS CHANGED YOU FROM GIVEING TO TAKEING
    YOUR NOW FLASHY AND VAIN AND WE KNOW YOU ARE FAKEING
    EITHER YOU LIED THE FIRST HALF OF LIFE
    YOU WERE LOVEING AND CAREING WHEN YOU WERE MY WIFE
    MY O MY WHAT HAS A YEAR DONE TO YOU
    YOU HAVE CHANGED SO MUCH WE DONT KNOW YOU
    YOU ARE BITTER AND ANGERY AND YOUR HEART IS COLD
    I THOUGHT WHEN THEY MADE YOUR MOTHER THEY BROKE THE MOLD
    YOU USE TO DESPISE HER  WAYS AND HER ACTIONS
    NOW YOUR JUST LIKE HER IN MUTABLE FRACTIONS
    I WANT YOU BACK THE WAY YOU COULD BE
    GIVEING AND CAREING AND LOVEING AND FREE
    YOU FOOLING A FEW AND MABY YOURSELF WE SEE
    I AM FOR ONE KNOWS AND YOU CANT FOOL ME
    SOONER OR LATER YOUR EYES WILL BE OPEN
    IT MAY COME AT A PRICE WERE YOUR HEART WILL BE BROKEN
    I WILL NOT BE HAPPY AND SAY I TOLD YOU SO
    BECOUSE I STILL LOVE YOU I WANT YOU TO KNOW
    VANITY IS A SIN THAT CAUSES YOU PAIN
    IT HITS YOU HARD WHEN REAILITY RAINS
    YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU AND THAT WANT CHANGE
    BUT IM NOT YOUR FOOL IM NOT YOUR SAPPLING
    IM YOUR EXCUSE MAKE YOUR LIFE HAPPEN
    YOU USED ME AND ABUSED ME BUT NEVER BY FORCE
    YOU TOOK MY SMALL CRIME OF SIN FOR YOU A DIVORCE
    THE MORE THAT I LOOK THE MORE THAT I SEE
    YOU DONT DESERVE A MAN THAT AS GOOD AS ME
    I WILL TAKE THE BLAME AND ILL BE YOUR GOAT
    THE WAY YOU TREAT ME YOU KNOW IT WOULD FLOAT
    BUT I WILL FORGIVE YOU AND A GRUDGE I WONT HOLD
    FOR YOU ARE WERE I WANT TO BE WHEN I GROW OLD
    BUT YOU TO MUST LOOK AND THEN YOU WILL SEE
    THAT NO ONE CAN LOVE YOU MORE THAN ME
    WELL JESUS HE CAN EVEN IN YOUR PRIDE
    FOR HE IS THE ONE WHO SUFFERED AND DIED
    FOR IT IN HIS WILL WERE I WANT TO BE
    WASHED IN HIS BLOOD HE SHED ON THAT TREE
    HE KNOWS YOUR HEART AND HE STILL DIED FOR YOU
    HE KNOWS MINE YET HE DIED FOR ME TOO
    THERE ARE NOT MANY I LOVE MORE THAN MY LIFE
    MY KIDS AND MY GRANDS BUT MOSTLY YOU MY WIFE

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    tinamgoode commented on vanity

    08-08-2009

    Your wite is amazing. I can relate this to my own life. Stay on your knees and praise God for what you still have. HAVE A BLESSED DAY!

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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