Theyre one in the same for you to adore
You promise youll love them until you get bored
You call them a ***** until you call them a *****
To tear out their innocence is all you wish for
Your intentions stay true to those who came prior
You say your love is forever, but you're only a liar
The love you exclaimed was only a ruse
Leaving them feeling a melancholy blues
Their intimate gardens you rudely invade
You and the rest of your callous brigade
You value not the gift they bestow
Only the pleasure of your underwhelming fellow
Collecting the flowers, sacred in nature
Only to leave, becoming a stranger
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
Theyre one in the same for you to adore
You promise youll love them until you get bored
You call them a ***** until you call them a *****
To tear out their innocence is all you wish for
Your intentions stay true to those who came prior
You say your love is forever, but you're only a liar
The love you exclaimed was only a ruse
Leaving them feeling a melancholy blues
Their intimate gardens you rudely invade
You and the rest of your callous brigade
You value not the gift they bestow
Only the pleasure of your underwhelming fellow
Collecting the flowers, sacred in nature
Only to leave, becoming a stranger
Growing up it seems like I've seen so many women used for pleasure without care for their well being or emotions by careless men. I tried to capture the emotions and desparation of those women in this poem
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