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Jun 6
There was a nonsensical vengeance apon his face. With a rampaging love that took it's toll. In an intransitive moment he knew he could never see her intuitive gorgeous face again. As he bowed out in disgrace fearing she has lost her trust in him. While she made haste to someone safe. She knew even if she waited for there feelings to fizal out they couldn't never just be mates. For there was a sense of belongingΒ Β after she left. Knowing she taught him a powerful lesson for being over possessive that no womans a possession. That's when man plays a dangerous game because with every bad action results in consequences of the heart. As newly wed pillows sieged his mind with tears of joy that displays promises of a golden age. As whiskey flows through the moonlight. While her husband was half fainted from drunken vibes dancing with his palpable girl. Knowing displays of rage will never enter his life. Showing array of emotions that inhabited his soul. Feeling starstruck dreams that wakes his sleep in the night as realizes he found Mrs right.
This poem is about the loss of love and the valuble lessons men should take from being over possessive. Then from love that is lost a new love is found even in the unlikely of places. Men remember always think of the women feelings and make sure you put them first and last of all try not be a idiot your know just look in the mirror.
Written by
Neil Mcpake  50/M/London
(50/M/London)   
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   Coleen Mzarriz
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