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I
I am ****** in the head
will you still love me?









True love
Knows no limits
You remind me of a politician
*i cant believe a **** word you say
Damage done
Damage taken.
Spirit is done
Spirit is taken.
Love is done
Love is taken
anger
Is the lead they  hold on to
And that is why  they  fail.
Open the  mind
Not the mouth.
Learn a little.
Before your  dignity
Becomes done and taken
So...
If your child was  being beaten
savagely
He couldn't  stand up
Because  of your spouse.
You would help
...
wouldn't  you?
Well
....
my mom didn't.
She  watched.
Even helped
I cannot count on my mother to save me.
She is too in love.
She  agrees
Though she never had before.
My mother is
...
A *****
A backstabber
...
And a coward.
...
Help your  child if they need it
*No matter  the cost
Dedicated  mostly...no all to my mom
 Aug 2016 SteffyWeffy
Jonesy
Flowers
 Aug 2016 SteffyWeffy
Jonesy
Your body reminds me of roses on a bright spring day,
In full bloom and full of fragrance;
Exotic.

Your lips so sweet,
Just like the words that come out of it,
Not Even the honey bees can make anything sweeter.

Your touch as soft and passionate as a thousand daffodils in a meadow,
Your love,
My only rare black rose in a bouquet of red roses.

Jonesy 2016 ©
For you
 Aug 2016 SteffyWeffy
Jonesy
If it wasn't for you i wouldn't be notice,
If it wasn't for you there wouldn't be anyone for me to inspire,
If it wasn't for you i wouldn't be the person i am today.

Each one of you are unique,
Talented,
I consider you guys as family,
I pour my feelings on a page,
And you guys see it as a masterpiece,
Thank you for that.

I express myself through poetry,
But you guys already knew that,
I am like the watcher,
And you guys my watch tower,
This is why this poem is for my followers.


                                                                 Jonesy 2016 ©
I decided to write a poem for how much i appreciate my followers
 Aug 2016 SteffyWeffy
gray rain
You're so far away.
Well a hour train ride away
and I met you last week
and it's been a quick week.
It's been a few hours and I want to see you again.
I can in my head over and over again
but that's just not the same.
Give me your hand
Give me one chance
Let me show you what I really can
I know I'm just a smallest grain of sand
In a crowd of thousands of people and
So hopeless and so insignificant
But in the end
You'll see the one I really am
 Aug 2016 SteffyWeffy
gray rain
Fear is the enemy
That punches you in the face
It freezes you up
Not allowing you to block with pace.

Fear is the enemy
That kicks you in the chest
Leaving you unable to defend
Because you're out of breath.

Fear is the enemy
That will **** you
With all the regret
Of what you didn't do
Don't let fear beat you up
If you ever tend to ask yourself,
"Why am I always alone?
Why me?"  This is the reason.

Do not worry if you are alone and
everybody ignores you. Because, only
"Birds of a feather flock together" heard
of that? It's just that, your feathers
are rare, beautiful and unique and
nobody else has feathers like you.
You are unique.

-Kaya
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