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TSALOVERLOVER Apr 2015
this poem is just like INDEPENDENT WOMEN! hope you enjoy

boys break hearts whereas real men  *pick up the pieces, sew it back together and make it whole again.

a real man treats his lady the same way he'd want another man treating his daughter
any fool can be a father but it takes a real man to be a daddy!
                                            and last but not least
**A REAL MAN WILL RUIN YOUR LIPSTICK....... NOT YOUR MASCARA!
HERE'S TO ALL THE REAL MEN OUT THERE!!!!!!!
TSALOVERLOVER Apr 2015
this poem is just a bunch of quotes i found on the internet. hope you enjoy

he offered her the world but she said she already had her own
                       the most BEAUTIFUL  a woman can wear is *CONFIDENCE

the difference between me and them chicks is that i don't need to count his money because i'm too busy making my own
she turned her cant's into cans and her dreams into plans
last but not least
**be the kind of woman who when your feet hit the floor in the morning the devil says OH NO SHE'S UP!
hope i inspired some women or girls who have been down
TSALOVERLOVER Feb 2015
so here's the thing..............

He's rich- I'm poor
he's white-I'm black(not to be racial)
he rides in a BMW- I ride the bus
he speaks English and fluent French-
I speak only English and pieces of others(Hindi especially)
he's been travelling since three- I've never left my home island
he lives in a two story house -I live in a simple one story
he gets a new bag each term- I use the same bag throughout
but here's the other thing
we are both smart
we are both in love with dancing
we are both sometimes a know-it-all
we both have similar senses of style(sometimes)
we are both nerdy(mainly him)
we both like to joke
we both take our school work SERIOUSLY
we both love the library
we both have stage fright but we face it
and last but not least
WE BOTH LIKE EACHOTHER:)<3<3<3<3
this is all true    people wonder but its life        you don't need to be exactly the same as the person you like.  differences are good it's what makes us- US!
I love you.
                       because                     But                             
       over and over                                 I cant                    
     forgiving you                                      keep                 
         and me                                      following  
        me                                 this      
   hurting                       cycle    
    of you
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"Hush little baby, don't you cry,
mama's here for you only
and tomorrow she will buy
all the pretty little ponies

black and brown
tan and roan
all the pretty little ponies"

lullaby sung by my mother
when I was a child



there I lay
at end of the day
safe in my mother's arms
she had a voice
so soft and low
I succumbed to its charms

I don't remember
her grey eyes
so full of care and pain
I recall her dear soft breast
and those sweet refrains

later on in life I found
she was very ill
mood swings plagued her
all her days
and then they had no pill.

she was not a
stable mom
she was always up or down
but she tried the best she could
when she was around

I won't forget her lilting voice
though she was in despair
she made those ponies
twirl and dance
to show her child

she cared.


soulsurvivor
2/7/2015
My mom has not been feeling well.
If you are of a mind,
please pray for her.

Thanks

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