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Jul 1
She had a concierge to hold her thoughts in the verge of her passionate highs. To a lady you must tell no lies because it's best to speak the truth or prepare to have arguments before you cry as they say there goodbyes. Why do we lose before we can win in a world full of sin as we lie in wait for virtues that are not made of our own. While we sow the seeds of regreat what's left without love to burden our hearts just as hate poisons our minds. In a time of commitment that never leaves our souls all alone facing the bitter edge in a world full of love we pledge.
This poem is about our own virtues of love and hate and the constant struggles we have against the lies we say and the truth thats buried deep in our minds.
Written by
Neil Mcpake  50/M/London
(50/M/London)   
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