Sadist Poem by B. V. Dahlen

Sadist

Rating: 2.3


Of laughter, I know little
Except the smiles in your eyes.
My own joy was there
When you were happy.
But oh so many times,
In return for the joy
I tried so hard to foster,
You would turn
And mock my efforts,
Call me a fool,
Laugh at me.
Was that your pleasure?
That was my pain.
Your laughter,
My tears.

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Carol Gall 26 September 2009

powerful writer bv n10

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B. V. Dahlen

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Hampton Roads, Virginia USA
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