Traces

Of Greed' in your unopened wallet Of Greed' when buying a house You had zilch- only pennies A fool was I Only you were ever ill HYPO CON DRIAC, every chance Operations, I was perfect support A slow slow healer were you You enjoyed your "bed holiday " Blind was I! Your family full of hatred, never to be pleased I knew you were unnatural Simply inhumane I had chosen the perfect specimen When leaving a "save less" marriage Born with control I knew only to Nurture Your Traces were for golf, you bought yourself a camera A big urge you had for Miley She was permanently on PAUSE Save less was I Your degrading mental attacks Took everything from me You gained I lost from your DV Manipulator you are The Traces are your Mummy A Fool Was I Copyright Reserved March 2005 Lyn Paul