took you for granted

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    took you for granted
    they say that its
    better to love and lost
    than never
    loved at all

    your the one
    who was there to catch me
    when I was about
    to fall

    gave me your heart
    when I was squarely
    focused just
    on myself

    It's because of you
    I put the Jack
    Daniels back
    on the shelf

    I used to run the streets
    at night
    when I should
    have been home

    making secret
    calls on my cellular
    phone

    trying to convince
    myself
    that I was justified

    I looked right
    in your face
    and told you
    lie after lie

    I have the nerve
    to act surprised
    when I found
    you gone

    and now I have
    nothing left
    excepts my words
    in a song

    baby, please take
    me back I hope you
    understand it

    Never again in life
    will I take you for granted


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    cmlestrade commented on took you for granted

    10-19-2009

    Beautiful Poignant offering. I am glad she took you back. This well writtem poem is filled with a lot of rhythm and a good word choice. you were true to your theme. very nice writing.
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    Taristine commented on took you for granted

    05-31-2009

    So, did she? Sounds like you have done some things in your life you arent too proud of but I hope you have found some peace within yourself. Forgiving ourselves is the hardest thing but must be done before we can expect others to forgive.
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    loanslanger

    06/05/2009

    she took me back for sure. I didn't deserve it at the time but she had me a better man.

    loanslanger

    07/23/2009

    I meant to say she made me a better man. Not she had me a better man.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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