The Final Fight
I took the home you had inside
I fed the cat until he died
I showed you how to love a man
Was I the greatest lover you ever had
You slapped me once on Sunday night
You burnt my clothes after a fight
You held me tight that day I cried
You were the greatest love I ever had
I read you poems I wrote with chalk
I hit you once when you refused to talk
I took your dreams and held them tight
Was I the bastard you dreamed at night
You took the dog, the house and hope
You found a lover to help you cope
You rode us both on the same night
You were the one who won the final fight
© Frank McGivney 29.01.15
A very enjoyable reading I thank you for sharing.
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