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LexieBabe


She is very funny and very cute at the very first glance

You will think you have found your soulmate if you give her a chance

She will make you feel like you are the most important person in the world

The attention she will give you is like a drug, she is that kind of girl

She has an infectious laugh and she will talk to you for hours

But it won't be a meaningful conversation and your time she will devour

She can play with your emotions and bring out the worst of your darkest fears

But then she will give you all of this attention, which makes you hold her so dear

You think you are the only person in her world but in reality you are one of many

When it comes to guys, LexieBabe, she really has had plenty

I thought of her as my one and only, the only person that I ever had

I thought she felt the same way, except for the many times that I made her mad

LexieBabe, to her I always tried to be honest and true

But she was the kind of person that would always use that against you

She would tell me that she loved me and I would once again fall into her trap

I engaged with her on twice where after our first encounter, I should have left her in the past

LexieBabe, she would be supportive one minute and then she would tear you apart

Her God-Awful mood swings she would put me through could really break my heart

I tried to hold on for dear life because I know that about me she reallly cared

But then she would always take me to that dark place and that was too much to bare

LexieBabe, she was always unfiltered and honest about how she felt

But when those thoughts turned cruel, I would find myself in hell

LexieBabe, I know in her own way that she really did care about me

But all of that would go out the window when she would get really angry

LexieBabe, she was my first true love but she was really far from the best

There were times when she was really cruel and she put my patience to the test

She wanted all of my attention but hers was really scattered and all over the place

But I continue to go back because I was seduced by her infectious laugh and her pretty face

LexieBabe, when things got really bad, we really brought out the worst in each other

She was really at her worst when her vicious attacks were aimed at my mother

But my time with her was never dull and the memories of her I will always remember

But if someone asked me if I would seek her out again, I would say hell no, not ever!

From Dying On The Inside
Copyright 2025 Resisting Distress Publishing

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Paul Ryerson

I am a writer who writes poetry & plays. I have also written a short film & I created an animated series on You Tube. Included on Power Poetry are seventy poems from my five poetry collections, Rhymes With A Reason, Too Much Unwanted Noise, Broken and Burned Bridges, Dying On The Inside and Fool’s Gold and Fool’s Paradise

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Deeply personal narrative about a specific relationship with named individual.

SparseMeasureDense

Multiple ideas per stanza; toxic relationship dynamics layered densely throughout.

DarkSentimentBright

Predominantly negative; pain, betrayal, manipulation, regret dominate emotional arc.

StillEnergyExplosive

Elevated emotional intensity with accusatory tone; moderately kinetic but repetitive pacing.

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 40+ lines; extended narrative poem with multiple stanzas.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Simile present; mostly declarative statements with occasional metaphorical language.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure lyric introspection; internal first-person reflection on personal experience.

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