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Nicole 3d
He was too many poems
And she was frankly too
Tired to write one more,
Except the one that she
Left in the shambles of her
Heart, snoring loudly
With fear of it being kissed awake.
.       let
                                  me in
  to
                                                your
        sacred spaces
                                       so
                                                         i can
    decorate
                            your
                                                  altar
           with
                                     lipstick
                                                        stains
     and
                                                   expired
                                  rose
                                         petals

             let me be your offering
.
Nicole 6d
She walks fragile and intense
Fleeing in flight from those
Terrible, clattering impulses
Telling her constantly
She can't be something wonderful
In this world because of how
Broken she once was.
The consequences of your actions
Are a burden I suppose I asked for
When I agreed to belong to you
When I offered you sanctuary in my arms

Yet tonight they are so heavy
And I no longer wish to carry them
My legs are so tired darling
Please just admit that you were wrong

My legs are so tired darling
Break the generational chain that binds us to this nonsense.
TRUE LOVE
YOU DID NOT LOSE!
"i" lost.
YOU WERE LOVED,
that's why I let you go.
do to organic secondary long term pathologies suffered
couldn't understand you
blocking trauma kept
the heaven of you hidden too
with true love in hand
Sometimes when we lose
WE WIN
with you, in winning or losing
second chances were law
That's why I still love you so
You were Godlike fantastic!
your Mother's Day gestures
all healing to me too today

your brother said 
"It's better to have loved and lost
than never to have loved at all"
"I" wanted to SAY
it's much better to "understand"
who best to LOVE and trust
for procreation before-hand
it's imperative

to win or lose won't matter
that much when
loving an evil doer psychopath
leaves a hellish residue
A malignant pestilence stain
of genetic proportions
irreversible for generations
to come affecting character biology chemistry in psychosomatics roots
my subconscious recorded all
When I couldn't speak

Good and evil intermingled
with diar consequences
this became all clear
as time went on!

In a final analysis
when loving another goes wrong
it has no reparation
neither in time not in eternity

it's a fact
In the arena of loving blindly
with ignorance of the law above,

loving the unworthy two faced
and living the life I shouldn't have lived "my way"
molded by past traumatic events!
it's a tragic shame

G
' way is better way!
let's be careful choosing unwisely  "our ways"

sometimes when WE WIN
we lose.
~~~~~~~~
By:Karijinbba
All rights reserved
I am only glad to have known
true love  before, and
before an evil doer laid me down to perish alone marked for death

It would have been wise to understand such deceiving entity
by using God's ways instead of loving blindly
in living without God's guidance
seeing evil we don't discearn it
hearing evil we are deaf by ignorance
but our spirit soul subconscious
records good and evil to understand it later in life
Bongani 7d
Have you seen
It looked like a dangerous scene
In heavens it is written as a sin
Look over
They are deeds look unclean
Your shoulders *****
Your profile unworthy
Look over
What they started is over
But they are not through
With you
Look over your shoulders
Look over your shoulders
malluraeh Oct 6
should people think or just live their life?
Erian Oct 4
Your smile
It's something that no one else can compare

Your laughter
It brings out my worries and pains

If only you knew how much
You make my stomach flutter

I can't help it
Falling for your smile
Osiria Melody Sep 29
Pods detonate nuclear explosions of nicotine clouds
Laced with addiction and withdrawal symptoms,
A pair of lungs work in conjunction with Death
And so, even tobacco cigs achieve the same effect

So what? My lungs are my lungs
Let the vapor consume my being and let me be
There's no reason for me to reconsider this
Because I'm living a life filled with wonderful bliss

Why not give it a try?

"Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die."



Melody
9/28/19
I'm not promoting smoking in any way. The final line is a quote from the novel "Looking for Alaska" by John Green. I came up with this piece on-the-fly after thinking about the vaping epidemic.
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