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Poet / Writer / Spoken Word Artist

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Candid


Hey baby

You know you look beautiful, right?

You know that I’m gonna treat you right?

You know your eyes sparkle like diamonds,

And your smile makes me weak in the knees

Your silken hair smells like fresh cut roses, or

At least it would

If I knew what fresh cut roses smelled like


Well, at least that's what I told you

But now that’s its over;

You remember how you asked me to be real,

Never to tell you lies?


Now as we part; now as we say our goodbyes

Maybe I should clarify a few of these lines

You know how I told you, I would always love you?

I don't know what we were thinking, what untruth we were drinking

We both know what you were really after


I just wanted to know you

I just wanted to hold you

But you just said those things, and we know where that was going


All back to the bed.


Here, alright

I'm going to say it

Here’s what you wanted

It’s what you asked for

Hell, you deserve it

For me to go on lying

I just can't bear it


Sorry babe, no I don't love your hair

I’ma be straight up; your eyes are empty and blank

You’re flat chested; I understand why you’d want implants

I think your teeth are fucked up,

And there is nothing cute about smoker’s breath


You said you’re only really happy when you’re drunk,

Because your life is just that fucked up


I wanted a lover not a goddamn basket case


But still I fell in love with you

And you took out your frustration, your anger at your life on me

Maybe I don’t know what love is but in my heart I know that's not it


No, I wasn’t okay that you cheated on me

No, I wasn't okay that you then pretended that you cheated on me again

To get me to break up with you

No it wasn’t alright that another man got your pregnant,

And you let me think that it was me


Or that to this day you maintain that you never had sex with him


I don't appreciate being called stupid to my face

What kind of bullshit is that?

Just because you wanted to know, you were loose

And you only asked because you knew it

Like Noah and his ark and everyone aboard had been inside you

Suffice it to say it repulses me that I ever slept with you


Because to you love was a three letter word,

And while it meant so much more to me, I let it slide;

I was there to satisfy your every fantasy


But you wanted more,

So you dug in your claws and ripped what you wanted out of me,

I should have known you were a whore from day one

What the fuck was I on?


How about how you said you’d give up smoking for me…how funny is that?

Now you want to tell me you’ve changed,

And here I am, I want to be honest too


I don’t give a fuck if you gave birth to baby Jesus,

Or if you’re the reincarnation of mother fucking Teresa

Because you cut me open and rent my heart in two with a 12 gauge shotgun,

Took the pieces and shat on them, laughing as I crawled away

There's nothing you can do to make it up


I gave you my time, my love, and my money

For all your material wealth, what’d you ever give me?

Nothing; You know what, keep the $250 ring

I’m just another broke teenager, but I still gave you the best I could


The truth is that you’re a bitch, always were and always will be

I refuse to forgive you, no matter how changed you might be

I’ll let you in on a secret; you can go cry on the next man’s shoulder about how you have no motivation

Or how you want to die


Let him console you by figuring out what it takes to fuck your eyes crossed.


It’s your loss, and bitch, I don’t give a rat’s ass that you want me back

You should have thought of that before you scarred my heart blue and black


Here it is, here’s what you wanted


[Pauses]


*ahem* I fucking hate you,

And I say only this because you wanted truth,

You wanted candid


Here it is, you bitch


[Obscene gesture]


You can have it


© 2008 Eugene Aarons-Cooke