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 Jul 2015 123
From Jess's Lips
1 AM
 Jul 2015 123
From Jess's Lips
You called me at 1 AM just to hear my voice.
I forgive you.
I was hoping to hear from you
before I fell asleep.

You had a hand on my thigh all the way to the drive thru parking lot.
I forgive you.
Your hand was warm and
I liked knowing you wanted to touch me.

We fogged up your windows.
I forgive you.
We were two souls
caught in the heat of a moment.

You didn't want to stop when I asked you to.
I forgive you.
I know you've waited for me and
I shouldn't have been such a *****.

You groped at my chest while you took what you wanted.
I forgive you.
I was the one who wore my new
push up bra and pleated skirt.

You punched my chest and held me down.
I forgive you.
I shouldn't have tried
to squirm away from you.

You slapped my face and spit on me.
I forgive you.
I knew you were angry and
I just should have done what you wanted.

You told me I would never amount to anything.
I forgive you.
You were tired and I am an nuisance
who is nothing without you.

You dropped me off with ripped ******* and whispered threats.
I forgive you.
Now I know what to do
to please you.

You made me wear a long sleeve shirt to hide the bruises your fingers left on my arms.
I forgive you.
You didn't mean to hurt me and
people would worry unnecessarily.

You called me at 1 AM tonight and
I forgive you.
I know you can't wait
to show me your love.
 Jul 2015 123
Leaetta May
injured a spider
trying to get it outside
begged its forgiveness
 Jul 2015 123
Sedoo Ashivor
I used to want more out of life
Much more than being a wealthy man's wife
I wanted fame, no, I needed the glory
That would come when people heard my story

I have never been satisfied with little
I'd take and take, never give, never settle
My hands were strong, my will was stronger
I'd look you in the eye, I'd last longer

I stood tall among the very best
I'd talk and talk, I'd beat my chest
No one could terrify or threaten my power
If I dared those who tried, they'd cower

It took much less than what I'd expect
To beat down my will, to make me subject
You looked me in the eye, it didn't last long
My heart yearned, it wanted your song

When I look back at how far I've travelled
How the hardness in me has unravelled
How much I feel joyful and grateful
The only change I see is You
Falling in love has a way of changing you. The healthier the love, the better you become.
 Jul 2015 123
PaperclipPoems
I don't need to look back.
I've already seen what's there.
 Jul 2015 123
PaperclipPoems
She is beautiful.
Not because her hair is flawless or her skin is soft.
Not because she is tall nor because her smile reminds you of dandelions.
Not because her nails are painted and her clothes are all so clean.

She is beautiful because she understands you and loves your soul. She is beautiful because she truly loves you, and after all; what is more beautiful than that.
 Jul 2015 123
Cecil Miller
Stiletto heels and a push-up bra,
Hair piled high, bleached and toned and all…
That’s the way you used to shuffle around,
But you ain’t been much since your man went to town.

Who’s that a’ worrin’ bout them wrinkles and lines?
Is that the same broad who fell for all his lines?
Well, since he left you all you do is frown.
No, you ain’t done much since your man went to town.

You could’a picked a man who would’a cherished you
Once upon a time when love was fresh and new,
But you picked the one who was known all around.
Now,  you ain’t known much since your man went to town.

(Interlude)

You could’a picked a man who would’a cherished you
Once upon a time when love was fresh and new,
But you picked the one who was known all around.
Now, you ain’t been much since your man went to town.

Whatcha gonna do when the rage runs high,
When the last tear falls cause the well has dried?
Whatcha gonna do when the sun goes down,
Cause you ain't slept much since your man went to town.

What’cha gotta to do to make it right
Is take your piece out of your purse, it’s a Saturday night.
What’cha gotta do is shoot him down,
‘Cause you cry too much since your man went to town.
Please, do not use me work to buy, sell, trade or findraise for this or any other site. I posted an early draft of these song lyrics and was pleased at how well recieved it was. Shortly before I put it on this site I added a stanza before the finale in the second verse, then turned it over to my music partner to work with. Then the computer my work was on crashed. I had not backed up the files. I wanted the lyrics up on hellopoetry because I had just discovered the site, so I gave you the earlier draft that I had. Earlier tonight, while visiting my partner's home studio, I remembered to grab the copies of this, and some other songs he is working on for me. I think the additional stanza adds increase to the momentum of the story this peace is telling. For me, it is the emotional clamax in this version, and the final stanza, though descriptive of an extreme action, becomes the denumont. There is also a new balance of  the architecture in respect to the eveness of stanzas in both verses. (At times, I tend to put great emphasis on the importance of song structure. I have ever since I realized how important structure is to a song.)
I hope you enjoy it.
 Jul 2015 123
Duzy
Travel
 Jul 2015 123
Duzy
I don't travel for a living, I travel to feel alive.
And I've learned that nothing will better illuminate the path ahead of you than a burned bridge behind you.
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